wn. As for Henchman, he was in a
desperate way. He lives on the Marquis, you know, and Farintosh's anger
or his marriage will be the loss of free quarters, and ever so many
good dinners a year to him." I did not deem it necessary to impart
Crackthorpe's story to Clive, or explain to him the reason why Lord
Farintosh scowled most fiercely upon the young painter, and passed
him without any other sign of recognition one day as Clive and I were
walking together in Pall Mall. If my lord wanted a quarrel, young Clive
was not a man to balk him; and would have been a very fierce customer to
deal with, in his actual state of mind.

A pauper child in London at seven years old knows how to go to market,
to fetch the beer, to pawn father's coat, to choose the largest fried
fish or the nicest ham-bone, to nurse Mary Jane of three,--to conduct a
hundred operations of trade or housekeeping, which a little Belgravian
does not perhaps acquire in all the days of her life. Poverty and
necessity force this precociousness on the poor little brat. There are
children who are accomplished shoplifters and liars almost as soon as
they can toddle and speak. I dare say little Princes know the laws of
etiquette as regards themselves, and the respect due to their rank, at
a very early period of their royal existence. Every one of us, according
to his degree, can point to the Princekins of private life who are
flattered and worshipped, and whose little shoes grown men kiss as soon
almost as they walk upon ground.

It is a wonder what human nature will support: and that, considering the
amount of flattery some people are crammed with from their cradles, they
do not grow worse and more selfish than they are. Our poor little pauper
just mentioned is dosed with Daffy's Elixir, and somehow survives
the drug. Princekin or lordkin from his earliest days has nurses,
dependants, governesses, little friends, schoolfellows, schoolmasters,
fellow-collegians, college tutors, stewards and valets, led captains of
his suite, and women innumerable flattering him and doing him honour.
The tradesman's manner, which to you and me is decently respectful,
becomes straightway frantically servile before Princekin. Honest folks
at railway stations whisper to their families, "That's the Marquis of
Farintosh," and look hard at him as he passes. Landlords cry, "This
way, my lord; this room for your lordship." They say at public schools
Princekin is taught the beauties of equal