THE LAMBETH CASUAL'S LATEST SKETCH. PRIVATE LIFE OF A PUBLIC NUISANCE. jVntnral History of the Organ Grlndai Ills Ilawuti, Habits, and Ilumora. BY JAME3 GKEENWOOD. .From London Society, It Is no uncommon thing with folks of an ingenious turn to make "capital," na Iho saying is, out of what at first sight seems culamitr. Af, for instance, a friend of mine, an Alpine traveller, nnd an indefatigable naturalist, whilst on a Journey of exploration in his favorite mountainous region, one night retired to his couch exhausted by the fatigues of inarch and faint for sleep. It was denied hiin, however. Not that "Nature's soft nurse" was ill-disposed towards him; not that his conscience was ill at ease; not that he had supped rashly or inordi nately. It was because he was wanted for sup per. That ravenous monster, tlio Alpine flea, but meagrely fed through many months on hardy herdsmen and chamois hunters, sniffed his tender carcase, and without even the warning of "fe-fo-fl-fum," fell on him from the roof rafters, and commenced his savage and sanguinary repast. A man of common mind and courage would have engaged the enemy until exhausted, and then yielded at discretion. Not so my friend. Ha struck a light, and calculating his chances of a night's rest, and finding the balance heavily against him, he coolly dressed himself, and un packing his microscopical instruments, selected ami impaled a few ot the largest and finest of his tormentors, and passed a pleasant and pro fitable night in investigating the peculiarities of the form and structure of pulex irritant. There is no knowing how much of ingenuity dwells in the human brain till it is pressed between the hard mill-stonos of necessity. Before now, despairing captives have beguiled the tedium of dungeon Tile by a study of the habits and man ners of the very rats which at first were so much their horror and aversion. I have an enemy more tormenting than any flea that ever hoppet more voracious than the rat, inasmuch as he feeds not on my bread and my cheese, but ou my brain. I have little inoutbB to till, and little feet to cover, and little backs to clothe; I have houee-rent to pay, and water-rate; I have to contribute shillings and pounds towards the maintenance of the poor and the police and the main drainage; I have to firovide against the visit of the income-tax col ector; aud to meet these various demands, beiug a scribbler of the hard-working sort, I am compelled to set my pen dancing over the paper with considerable rapidity and perse verance. And I am very willing to do so. I am willing to sit down in the morning early as any tailor or cobbler, and make my hay while the sun shines. But this my tormentor forbids. He, too, has hay to make while the suu shines. He makes his hay out of my green hopes, sapped and withered; he grinds my brain to make him bread. He bestridt s my sober pen, alt sudden and unexpected, as it is plodding industriously over the paper, and sets it jigging to the tune of "Hop Light Loo" or the "Batcateber's Daughter." He fills the patient, well-intentioned quill with the jingling idiotcy common in the mouths ot Imnio-plavine. bone- rattling Sambos and Mumbos, and turns tho common sense about to be uttered by it into twaddle and protitle?ir nonsense. He breaks into my storehouse of thought and turns its con tents topsy-turvy. He seizes my golden hours, nnd condemns them to a lingering and horrible death, mangling them and pulling them into flinders, and leaving me to make tne best I may of the few minutes his monkey mischief has left entire. The name oftbis blowfly in my larder, this weevil in my meal-jar, is organ grinder. It is, of course, well known to me that, in accordance with a recent act of Parliameut, I am at liberty to set the engine of law In motion to crush the organ man if he annoys me; but there is a power much greater than any act of Parliament ever passed and backed by it. My tormentor may grin defiance at his arch-enemy, Bass. No less true than paradoxical, the superior power in question consists Jn a weakness the weakness inherent in every free-born English man, to succour all such as he nity find down trodden and driven to the wall. M'iy down trodden Is a question which the noble-minded Briton never stops to inquire. It is enough that a poor fellow is down, to enlist for him the Briton's heartiest sympathies. Never mind how richly he may have merited the shoulder hit that laid him low, he has oulyto eroan plain tively as he lies in the mire to whine a little, and beseech pity, and a hundred hands are stretched forth to lilt him up, and a band red mouths are opened to cry, '"Poor fellow !" Thero is ointment for his bruises in shape of a gather ing of money, and he is set ou his lees and tailed as a man and a brother. Whodlditr A BSIJifi1 w?1""1??' Pue-Poud. bloated arlsto crats ! Why don't you hit one of vour own size ? rtT10' jtyoare. This nobleWi merit has been of immense service to the down- O r do;?' t h'.Uw rinB ha vin knocked O. G. down, the high-minded but tough-skinned British mob has set him up aeain and i takn him under its special protection? In" no in chnation to dispute its rleht to do so. It ad mires organ grinding. To be sure the iart of its utter indiirereuee to the existence of barrel organs and hurdy-gurdies before the passing of the act is calculated to eive rise to the simni eion that pig-headed obstinacy may have omt thing to do with it, but there 1 . no"h -lot certain. The miller who could sleep tranquilly wh.le his mill was clashing and crunching and rumbling, awoke the moment the mill stonned The mob is the best judge of what siitV i?P ?; like. it. music full flavored, and with plenty of pnt in it. A weaker quality falls idlv on iti tympanum. Some animals are so thin-skim,!. that the titillation of a hair will drivS themto madness, whereas the, rhinoceros delights to have his hide rasped with the pronesof a i.itA fork; but that is no reason whj ? rhino'r iBhould not be tickled if he likes it rulD0Cer03 80 it comes about that the organ'-arinder finds in the nonce of ejectment that wm served on him a new ease. But a few months since ha yas a skulking, surly wretch, with a heavv . tread, a hanging head, and thu general air of a felon, hopeless as to this life, and by no maani comfortably assured of the next; a broart ehouldered muscular, doomed for somemon etroua iniquity, to tramp the highways and . byways of a foreign land, fettered eternallv ta a demon of discord a lunatic Ornh,,. -;.: him, old-nian-of-the-sea-iwise, torUrlng his sen , nitive ear, and mocking" his wearlnes with "funuy" music, worthy of St. George's-in-the- neins, or, at the very least, of Earls wood. A treacherous, lean dog, ready iur b naiipenny to mow ana grin and WIOW his teeth to win the smiloa of imi,. i,n Srei? at tne wlndow an1 equally ready, should n3 ltc insuiv liimrmpn t ut th limn rtnoa to haggle and make terms as to his consent ing to cease from racking their poor little heads with his horrible din; a worse than ghoul, hunting for sickness that he might umnu a mrui or it, wnn yuiture eves tor sadly drooping window-blinds and muffled knockers and a keen scent lor mercifully strewn tan, that the wooden leer of his engine of torture ma find standing in the midst of it. 3 Distinguished by such unamiable character istics, it was impossible to love the orgun man Btill, seeing him go about so evidently conscious of his own uuworthlneBs, so downcast and de pressed, and altogether miserable, your indiena- vou. he never appeared to eet anv aotiufo.-i out of the transaction beyond the irrudiied veil eiinj ,,uur. ... " since ne has been pereculed ea" ijii ' the aepect of the case has become nun wo uui uuiivuniu unciurea with nitv and you had at least the gratification ot noting that, however much he planned an THE DAILY EVENING TELEGRAPH. PHILADELPHIA, FRIDAY, MARCH 29, 807 altogether altered. The orran-grinder Is no lotiper a glum villain sorvinn his term of lira as though It were a punishment, and not a privi lege. The dull dead log ha sprouted green loaves, and become quite a sprightly member of ociety. True, he has not given ud the ghoul business, nor the lean dog business, but now he is a ghoul in a cut-away coat in place of a shroud; the lean dog cocks his ears, and carries his tail with an insolent and defiant curl in it. lie is a man and a brother in pursuit of his honest calling. He has music to vend in ha'porths and penn'orths; and if you don't choose to buy, there are plenty of householders in your streot that will. Don't put yourself out of the way, my dear sir; Oon't stand there at your parlor window shaking your head, and frowning, and making threatening gestures; he is now playing for yotir edificatlou; he is playing to the people next door bat one ; they are regular customers, and take a penn'orth of music of him every morning us regularly as they take a penn'orth of dog's meat for Mungo. A pretty thing, indeed, tbat you should presume to order h'm off just because yoa doa't happen to ltke music! You might as reasonably prohibit tho dog's-meat man lrom calling at number thirteen because nobody ou your premises has an appe tite lor doR's meat. This is the argument pio vided lor the orean-grinder by his noble cham pions nnd supporters, and he is not slow to avail himelf of it. How can you be out of temper with a foor fellow who knows not a word of the language in which you are abusing him, and, therefore, cannot retaliate? It is mean, it is cowardly, it is un-English. It would not be surprising it he turned round on you and pelted you with such broken bits of English as he Is master of. But he is a good-humored iellow, and does nothing oi the kind; you shake a stick at him, he replies by thrusting out his tongue, and making a iunny litre at 'you. If you appear at your gale and order him off, he is moved to no wor?e thua playfully applying his thumb to the tin ot his nose, and twiddling his outstretched lingers. Yd hi Go in. btulT your ears with wool. It will be quite time enough for him to go when he sees you rushing down the street in bearch of a policeman. Even if you have tho good luck to find one in time, aud the courage to give the rutlian into custody (which means accompanying the "charge" to the station house, and being hooted and chaffed by the organ-grinder's friend, the mob, all the way vou ec), you will probably rind the game hardly worth the caudle. Tue prisoner does not know one word of English, explains the interpreter to tho magistrate, and was quite unaware that the gentleman wished him to go awav. But. save his worship, the trentlenian states that he took the trouble to come out iuto his garden to motion you away. That iB true, replies the interpreter, after referring his worship's remarks to the now deeply peni tent grinder, but the prisoner misunderstood he thought that the gentleman was come out to dance. It rouy occur to the inexperienced that all this is most unnecessary luss, the remedy for the alleged grievance being so obvious. The organ-gi inner is no lool; all ne seeks is your penny, and cares not how little he docs for it; wnat, tnereiore, can oe easier man to save your time aud jour temper by sending him out so paltry a 6um with the civil message that you won't trouble him to play? You may be making some saencce ot principle, it may cause you momentary annoyance to suspect that your enemy erius as he turns from your gate with vour penny in nis pocicet; Due look on the other side oi the question. The blow-fly banished from your larder, your meal-jar freed from the devouring weevil, jour quia rescuea lrom its impish rider, your golden hours round and 6ound and all your own I You are right, oh innocent adviser ! Cheap, dirt cheap, would it be if, on payment ot a penny, immunity lrom persecution might be purchased. It would be a stroke of business on the accomplishment of which we might well be proud, if one bought off the whole brigand army at a like ilgure. But beware of the pit lull f Should you be weak enough to yield that first single penny your doom is sealed. It is merely a hushing fee, entitling you to rank amongst the organ man's regular customers. The torturer will now consider himself as regu larly engaged, aud exactly a week from the time when you committed the fatal error, he will turn up again, his countenance beaming with a smile of recognition as you amazedly look out on him from your window, and he won't budge until he gets bis penny. Nor is this all. You are duly reported at the head-quarters of the sworn brotherhood of grinders as another to the long list of victims willing to pay for peace, and for the future no organ or hurdy-gurdy bearer will pass your door without giving you the opportunity for exercising your philan thropy. There is no cure for the evil; organ grindine has become a settled institution ot the couutry, and as such must be endured. And having arrived at this conviction comes in the example of the Alpine traveller quoted at the commencement of this paper of the poor priboner who beguiled the tedium of mcarcera- uuii vy u u e.xuLiiimiuuu ui iue unuin nuu muu- ners of the rats which were at first his horror. Might I not be better employed than to sit moping in my chamber with vinegar rags auornmg my throbbing temples Decause or these Italian rats squealing under my window? Were their habits aud customs less Interesting than those of the four-legged vermin? Did I know more about one than the other? De cidedly; but the advantage was with the quad- ru pea ui animal, l do Happen to know some thing about mus decumanus. I know that its hind legs are longer than its front ones, that it nas a propensity tor burrowing under walls, and that it commonly sits on its hind legs and holds the food it eats in its fore paws. I know that its nature is very cunning; that, acting in concert, rats have been observed to cart off unbroken eggs lrom a basket, one, acting as "cart," lying ou his back and cradling the egg between his forepaws, while two other rats, acting as team sters, have dragged home the "cart" by its tail. l nave neara, auu piace equal reliance in, the story of the rat that emptied a narrow flask of oil by lowering his caudal appendage into it, withdrawing it, licking it clean, lowering it again, ana so on.uui i aoirt buow ua as mucn aoout the organ-grinder. That his fore limbs are shorter than his lateral may be assumed, but what about his burrowing? That he does burrow is certain, because during certain hours of the twenty-lour he, happily, disappears. He must nave a nome somewnere. tie is met at all hours of the day as far away as Hiahgate, Ham mersmith, and Sydenham, but "come night wherever he maybe, he u invariably found to be turning his steps in a northwesterly direc tion. However far away, he is rarely seen re freshing bimseli at an inn; he was never yet known to apply for a bed at the wayside coun try puDiie-uouse. it is aouuuui u ne made such an application wnetner it would be entertained. It a man on horse back applied lor lodging the matter might be easily arranged, tue man vo " tunuioernuu the horse to the stable; but a man with an organ I They are inseparable. He is an orean man a man with an organ on his back, as other unfortunates have a lump on theirs with the ditlerence that the former, for business pur poop. admits of being occasionally slewed round to the front purt of the man's body, h ancy letting a clean and decent bed to a niau with an organ on his back! ... Ti.a ua 1 Then as to the grinder's family. Ha he ft wife and children?"4 How do they employ them selves. Are the white-mice boys and tguinea. P'B boys, the monkey-boys and the boya with tue hurdy-gurdies, the organ gr-'rs cuu dren? Are those bta daughters who go about with a silk handkerchief about the r beads. sirging and playing on a tambourine r y m: Is his wile? "lsihe still to be found working in the vineyards of tho sunny South, or doe a he recide with her "old niau" on Saffron Hill, occu pying a mug little room, ironing the ?de shirts and mending his stockings and "P"" something comforting and rL L sturnns fellow's Bupper, when at midnight eturaps In from Sydenham or Brentford? Doe Mrs. Giinder ever go out wash ng or cbanng w eite out her husband earnings? What wew11 earnings? Did the little Grluders go to school? Was it all work and no vW with father Grinder? or did he occasionally -take his Pipe and bis pint, and seek aversion like another working uiaaf i . I had frequently observed that the organ pitider ceased from his persecution earlier on fcaturdny than all the other days of the week. On other evenlncrs he was to be heard as late as ten, and even eleven o'clock; but on Satur day, even thouelifyou wanted an organ-man, it would be difficult indeed to find one arter four or five o'clork in the afternoon. How was this? Was Saturday evening an 'off-time" with the grinder? Was he a patron of the Saturday half holiday movement? If no, how did he profit by the indulgence? Did he belong to some corps of volunteers? not likely. Did he make one of four for a quick pull up tho river ? He could not well accomplish such a feat with out divesting himself of that peculiarly blue corduroy jacket of his; and the sight of an organ-man in his shirt sleeves is one that never yet met unman paze. Did he take a cheap ex cursion ticket and go to the Isle of Wight or Margate? What! without his organ? Pre posterous. How did he spend the ouly work-a-day evening he could ejmre from drudaery? the only way to set the question at. rest was by personal investigation. No time like the pre sent, which happened to be a Saturday alter noon. Putting on a slovenly coat and a slouchy cap, I at once set out for 8aflron Hill, making it my business to call on my road for an artist friend whose sketches have often delighted tho readers of this magazine. My pretense for desiring his company was that there was a probability of his finding a picture worth sketching in some one oi the many strange places I purposed taking him to; but my main object in soliciting his company was tbat I might be beueflted by his protection in the event ot my being iorced into doubtful company our artist being a man of exttaordinary size and muscular development. It was a lonely evening for such a wild-goose chase as was ours dark over head, miry under foot, and drizzling wretchedly of rain. I call it a wild-goose chase, and it was little less, for beyond the popularly accepted belief that the home ol the organ-grinder was "somewhere in the neighborhood of Hatton Garden," wo were in utter ignorance of tho abiding place of the individual of whom we were in search. Hatton Garden, as the reader is possibly aware, is a long aud wide street opening from the crown ot Holborn Hill. At 7 P. M., the darkness and the drizzling rain nothing abated, we arrived at Hatton Garden, ! and diligently perambulated that lengthy and retired street from this end to the other, but either in or out of harness not a soli tary orgnn-man did we meet. I say out of har ness on my companion's account, not mine own; he was quite sure, he said, that he could detect an organ man even though disguised in the garb of a Quaker. No opportunity, however, for a display of his extraordinary sagacity occurred; and we arrived at the end of Hatton Garden and found ourselves at Hatton Wall, no wiser, as far as the object of our search was concerned, than when we turned out of Holborn. Hatton Wall is by no means a nice place for a stranger to find himself blindly groping about on a dark February nieht; indeed, making an allowance of sixty "per cent, for time and wealth, I should be inclined to Bay it was one of the ugliest, if not the most ugly, spots in Loudon. There may be uglier. In one's peregrinations round about London you never know when you have arrived at the worst. I thought I had done so when I first beheld Neal's Buildings in Seven Dials, but was fain to acknowledge my error on an inves tigation of Brunswick street, Batcliffe Highway, and even this the hideously renowned Tiger Bay must, as I afterwarda discovered, knock under to Little Keate street, Whitechapel. Yet it is hard to award the palm, the claim to the supremacy ot ugliness being based each on dif ferent grounds. Neal's Buildings is nothing worse than the stronghold of Irish squalor, and all manner of fllthiness and rags and beggary, the women squat in groups on the Bquelchy pavement of Neal's Buildings on hot summer days, airily garbed, and with a toothed instrument ot Horn sleeking thair golden tresses , and smoking stumpy pipes, and singing good old Irish songs, and holding cheerful converse with their male friends, soma sprawled over the door thresholds, some lounging half out of first and second-floor windows, their shocks of fiery hair surmounted by a nightcap, and so full ot gaping and yawning as to give rise to the suspicion, that they are not yet entirely out of bed. Tiger Bay is less repulsive at first sight; indeed, it is only when night closes in, and the women, turned wild beasts, leave their lairs to prowl abroad and hunt for sailors, and the born whelps and jackals and hyenas in man shape congregate and lurk in washhouses and coal-holes, ready to pounco out on, and beat and worry nigh to death the hapless wretch the females of their tribe have lured to the common den, that Brunswick street appears uglier than its neighbors. Little Keate street, again, taken as a street, is not particu larly ill-looking; and the traveller might inno cently enough take it as a promising short cut to eastern parts of the metropolis. Neverthe less it is a terrible street. It is from thence that the midnight burglar sallies with his little sack ol "tools" and his bits of wax candle and his lucifer matches and bis life-preserver. These, however, are amongst the better sort of tenants Inhabiting Keate street fellows who can pay their way handsomely, and being to a man liberal dogs the stay ot any poor wretcn ot tneir acquaint ance wno may stana in urgent neea oi assist ance. Ask the shopkeepers of the neighbor hood ask the butcher and the cheesemonger concerning his Keate street customers ! If they tell you as they told me when a year or bo since it was my business to be making suoh inquiries, they will say that they live luxuriously. "It's nothing, blots you," said the butcher, "for them to order a quarter oi lamo ana mat wneu iva shilling a pound as late as 10 o'clock, to bo cooked that night for supper. They like their knicknacks too, and often my boy is running all over the town to "get them sweetbreads for breakfast." "You'd thiuk, to stand a-top ot tne street and take a view of it both sides of the way, right to tne pottom, mat mey wuuiuu i, trouDie me mucn except it was ir uunui- scraplngs and bacon hocks and that sort oi thing," said the cheesemonger; "Lor' bless yon ! It ain't single, no, nor yet double Glo'ster that'll dofor'ein. It must be best unesnire or none. Same with butter. Same with ham and eggs. The very best and never mind the price is their motto." The .ruffians of Keate street, how ovor nm not. nil of this sunerior order. Tho common pickpocket finds a home there, and the i i if 1 . 1. . enni i . thn 'cnnu7. BmaBIier, null met luvai, cvija " gatherer," as the rascal who makes the thieving of linen his special study poetically styles him self; and, worse than all, a swarm of likely young fellows who as yet cannot lay claim to He called robbers, but who are satistactorily pro- ? resting under the teaching of Moss Jacobs and iarney "Davis. If roguery stands there would De no appioacniiiif i.ui.iu jieuiu mini ujr u muc. I should not like to say that Hatton Wall was, in a Keale street sense, as ugly as Keate street. I have not such great en mity against the organ-erinaers as to wisn that it might be. To look at, however, it is uglier: a horribly dark, dingy, antiquated place, all gutter and cobble-stone, and smelling as strong of Irish as Neal's Buildings Itself. The police, as we observed, went in pairs; and when this is the case in a neighborhood, you may mark it as one in which it would be unsafe to opeuly consult your aold lever in order to asceltaiii the time. I ventured the insinuation that perhaps we bad better retrace our steps, and come again some other night some moon light night, but our artist, who is as brave as he is big, at once taunted me with cowardice, aud declared that since I had drawn htm into the mess he would see the end of it, even though he searched every uook and alley In the place; and Immediately proceeded . to carry out his valiant determination by Inquinngof a little boy, that moment emerging from a scowling little public-house near Bleeding Hart Yard hugging a gio bottle, whether he would be so' obliging as to inform us where the organ men were to be found. , The little fellow replied tbat he was lwr.rpj if he knew-that they lived a'most anywhere about there, "down here, mostly, and over there; and a trood many up that there way If you means their lodgings;" and he indicated "down here" and "over there" by pointing with his gin-bottle, and in the same man ner gave us to understand which was "that there way," which was jwt at aU aa layltiug way, being more dismal than any one we had i yet traversed narrow, miry, and flanked on cither side by little-windowed houses, tall, dinpy, and mysterious "looking enoueh to b haunted or at least In Chancery. However, it was the orcan man's lodgings" that we did mean, and so we maul'ully struck Into the un clean crevice known as Little Saffron Hill. But though we perambulated the dingy thoroughfare iri the most careful manner, no organ man could we find, either entering or emerging trom his domicile. Once my com panion thought that he descried the object of our pursuit ascending the steps of a distant house, and with a subdued exclamation of triumph, he starttd otf to- see; in a few seconds, however, he returned disconso late to report the mistaken flcm woman with a clothes-hftskt. At that in stant, however, and while we were at a stand still, the lively notes of a polka suddenly greeted our tars, and eagerly following the welcome souna, wo presently arrived at the house from whence It piocecded. It was a prl vate house, quite an ordinary-looking habita tion, with the same closed shutters aud diner door as the rest, and no more than the average amount of light glimmering through tho chink to bespeak it a place of amusement. Still however, as wo stood and listened on the steps of the bouse, we were convinced that it must be. Ibe polica ceased, and was instantly followed by a jik in tho same lively measure: moreover, there was the hum of many voices and the sounds of the shuffling of feet. l9r w ,.tbrei'pcDny "op-there can't bo a doubt of it." said we; and feeling in our pocket for the necessary entrance-money, we boldly pushed opened the door aud entered. The passage was dark, but at the end of it there was a door of a room, in which there was evidently plenty of light, and in which, as we could now plainly make out, the music and dancing was. Without a moment's hesitation we stepped up to this door, as to tho first, and pushed it open. ' Our expectations, however, were not exactly realized. In an instant we tound ourselves not in a dancing-room, but in a workshop an esta blishment for the manufacture and repair ot street organs. It was a small place, no bigger, probably, than an ordinary dining roomi but it was chock full of oreans, old and new. stacked against the walls, on the floor, and on work-benches. Eight or ten bare-armed, bearded Italians were busy patching anl polish ing and tinkering at the instruments. The jig tune that had attracted us was still proceeding as we entered, the organ from which it was produced standing on the ground, and the per former kneei ng before it gravely grinding at the handle. It was the property, as it seemed, ot an unmistakable street grinder, who stood by watching the music doctor as he ex amined the ailing organ, with as anxious and distressed a countenance as though it were notning less precious than his eldest born Drougnt to De testea on account of some bus pected intestinal disorder. Patchcrs, polishers, tinkers even the man that was grinding the iig paused in thfir various occu nations and reorardod ua innni. ringly. The situation was embarrassing, the more so that the door had slammed to. and we labored under the disadvantage of not knowing a word of the Italian tongue. "Vat you bisniss?" demanded the street gnnuer, presuming on nis knowledge oi our language to be snokesman. We had no business none, at least, that could be explained in an off-hand and satisfac tory manner. My companion attempted the explanation, however. "It's all right," said he. with an insinuating little laugh "it's a little mistake we thought mere was something going on don't mind us." The organ-giinder merely replied "Aha!" as iar as we couia make out; out, turning to the workmen, the traitorous villian must have altogether misinterpreted to them mv com panion's observation, for they rose, with warlike gestures ana ejaculations, (and turned as one man against us, luckily, however, with so much noise that the proprietor of the premises, wbo was engaged in an adjoining apartment, was disturbed, and came hurrieoly in to see what the row was about. He was a civil fellow, and listened with polite attention to what we had to say. His knowledge of English, however, could scarcely have been so "perfect" as, at starting, he assured us it was; that is, judging from his answers. "Oh yes! what you say Is exact, gentlemen; but you cannot ds ace here for threepence or for any money. If you will dance, you must go to Badessa, or to Sugar Loaf, or to tiotden Anchor. Good evening, gentlemen." And he showed us to the door. Although this little adventure could not be said to be in all respects gratifying, it was so in the main, inasmuch as it provided us with a clue. Clearly the places enumerated by the worthy organ-builder were places of public entertainment places where dancing was encouraged. Where was the Golden Anchor? Opportunely there came by a policeman. "Keep straight on and cross the road, and it's the second public on the left." "It is a place where organ men assemble for their amusement, is it not?" "You'll precious soon find the sort of place it is before you get within a dozen yards of it," replied the policeman. And so directed we once more stepped out through the mire and the drizzling rain, with hope revived. Since we paid a visit to the Golden Anchor, that hostel has earned for Itself a hideous noto riety. Murder has been done there. At least that is how the law. misled by police pig headedness and the reckless oath-taking of false witnesses, at first called it; but no w,as it appears, the result of the bloody broil there enacted was merely a man slaughtered and not murdered one man slaughtered and two or three others maimed and gashed and prodded! It was a pity that the disgraceful bungle was not com pleted by the hanging of an innocent man before Newgate. The Golden Anchor would have "drawn" then with a vengeance, and done such a trade as never was the like; as it is, the enter prising and conscientious landlord reaps little or no advantage from the perpetration in his house oi the pretty little tragedy. At the time we were in search of it, however, it had no special attraction; and it was not without some little difficulty that we discovered it a low, broad house, gay with gas, clean looking, and standing at the corner of a lane leading to that duuial waste opposite the rail way station in New Victoria street, patronized by that miserable dreg of humanity, the betting blackguard. , . . , In the distance the house looked so quiet and flurant tl,o( ,loonit thn emblem Of hope blazoned in gold above the doorway, we should have thoueht ourselves again at fault had it not been for the tokens the policeman had hinted at, and which were made known to us, not at one dozen yards' distance off, but at three at the very least. t . . ,f It was not a sound of mirth, neither could it bemiitaken lor quarrelling. It was an uproar composed of sinele ejaculations, delivered by many voices, and'with a vehemence that was absolutely startling. It was as though, a multitude of strong-lunged religious fanatics had seized ou a victim, and were, in set iorm. cursing him, dwelling with demoniac relish on each syl able of .the anathema, bv way ot transfixing the soul of the poor wretch with horror. At the same it me there smote on the listening; ear a hollow thumping noise that would well J'1 the rapping of poignard handles on the lid of BVor did glimpse of the interior otthe myste rioua caravanserai, afforded by the swiuglng a af of its cen "e d0or, do much towards dls pelling the suspicion that some mystic and terrible ceremony was in progress within. There was to be seen a ferocious band seated about a long table, while one stood up in their midst in a fiercely excited attitude, and continu al v raising botn blsclenched fists above his head SnS totoSS them down on the table with a bSnc And yet, marvel of marvels I the indi vidual that opened the door was a little girl, with a beer jug in her hand, and she went elbowing close by the fierce denouncer, with no more apparent concern than though he had been a peep-show man, describing the wonders of his theatre. Surely where so helpless a creature went we might vent ure,so in we went A glance explained the mystery. The bar wa very long, and the space before it ample. There were butts and tables ana iorm tn this tpuce; ana nnoui tne tiioies and the butts . were grouped iiioib , Italians, young and old. playing' at thoir national tame ot rnoro a simple game enoueh, as the reader is oethaps aware; a sort ol combi- v.ticflish bovs' names of "buck buck" and "odd and evens," the seated players watching the upraised hinds of "buck." and In their turn anTicipaiuiK i" "buck" Intends oisplaying by the time his rapidly descending fists reach the table-top. Iu the hands oi tntfe unimun, """.i " terrible game. .With flashing eje and dis hevelled hair, the callers, too eager to keep their seats, half rose and leant over the table, roar- ing out tneir guefnua, wuu u.,i .j touching that of "buck" the deep chest voices of the men, the hieh-pitched clamor of the lads, the laughter of the lucky guessers, and tne uisappuinieu owi in m unlucky ones, blending to make a scene "most bedlamiiish. It seemed a conflict for blood raiher than for beer. Nevertheless, they were - 4n rnnH. tempered crew enouKh: and as the games came to an end (there were at least half-a-dozen games in progress at the various tables); thev cameiovlally to tho bar nnd drank their liquor, Wl'n Dlutu jimuin auu mvuuij ouuuiuti- .lonnincr. Thpv naid down their losings, too. with Hip air of fellows who had spare sixpences to spend; indeed, they seemed to bo so flush of money that we cegan io uuuui ji iuej i-uuui possibly be men who mucked up a day's earnings a naiipenny at n nine vy s"uullls"1 nuuinu, ond took nnnortunitv to ask the waiter (the poor wretch, pronmny, wno auerwnis was so nearly fatally stabbed in the stomach) If such A thp PIIKP. "They ain't all organ men," he replied; "sotno of 'cm are picture-frame makers, and image foves. Thev are about half organ men." They feem to spend tneir money pretty freely." "Ho tney ougnt; mey earns euouiu. Vhnt. the orcan men?" "Organ men, ah! A pence tells up, don't ver know. They picks up a jolly sight more r . i i. , i e . ,. ., , than me anu you, as worm nam lor our uviuv There was nothing in the dress ot the moro platers to distineuish the organ-grinder from his friend the "image cove." All were dressed alike and very well dressed, after a style. More than anything they looked like a body of sealaring men loreign sailors, recently paid ou, Their long blue jackets were those of holiday' dressed 6ailors, as were their black satin waist' coats, their "navy" caps, their pumps and their earrings, and their abundance of silver watch guard. Moreover, most oi them wore bright eolored worsted comforters, as do foreign sailors invariably when dressed in their best and ashore. Altogether, tneir appearance was sucn as to entirely change one's views concerning tho beg' early trade of organ-grindine. Meanwhile our friends carouse, and the moro nlavers cluster thicker about the tables and butts, and the din becomes such that the tall and muscular landlord has to hold his hand to his ear that he may catch the orders of his cus tomers. Suddenly, however, a sound of music is heard, and instantly there is a commotion amongst the playets, and all but those wbo are in the middle of a game hurry towards a door at the end of a passage beside the bar. Joininir the throng, we too approach the door and enter tne room it opens into. it is tbat to which the organ builder recom mended us, "if we must dance." Is is a spacious room, with bare, dirty walls, and scant of furni ture as the casual ward of a workhouse. There is only one large table in tho place, and a-top oi tbat is mounted a hard-working grinder, in his every-day clothes, with his organ at his side, and laboring at the handle of it as stolidly, and with the same business air, as though be were standing in the gutter in the Edseware road. Amongst the throng that crowd the room he must recognize many friends relatives, per hapsbut he looks as unconcerned as a soldier on duty in a barrack ysrd. Perhaps he would not get bo many halfpence if he affected to regard his services as merely friendly. As it is, he does not fare badly. Between each polka and waltz ho makes a significant pause, and the dancers fee him. There are female dancers as well as male; and, strangely enough, the females are not one of them Italian, They are chiefly English and Irish girls, working in the neighborhood as looking glass lrame polishers. We were informed by one of the damsels in question that the Italians never bring their countrywomen with them to the dancing-room. Perhaps this may be accounted for on economical grounds; did they bring their countrywomen with them, they would naturally expect to be treated with some degree of generosity ; whereas the grinder's treatment of his English or Irish partner was as shabby as can well be imagined, her only reward being a pull at the pewter pot out of which he himself regaled. True, he did not ask much of her; indeed, his contract with her could scarcely be said to amount to a partnership, the dance being managed in this strange fashion: Jacko and Antonio makeup their minds tor a dance,-and select each a damsel; but Jacko and Antonio dance together, and the two damsels dance, together alongside Jacko and friend. When the dance is over, Jacko orders four pen'north of beer, and the four divide it amongst them. "Stingy beggars, ar'n't they ?" whispered the damsel who bad given us the bit of information concerning the organ man's peculiar method of aancing; "tninxs as mucn ot a Buuimg as another man would of five. It ain't as though it was every night." "They don't come here every night in the weeitr -"Bless you, no! a few on Mondays sometimes. but nothing to speak of. Saturday night is their time their time out, i mean: Sunday is their time at nome. "Their time for what? not dancing?" "Dancing, no! no room for dancing, with twelve or fourteen of 'em In a bit of a back parlor. Drinking and cards and dominoes, that's what they setup to. Let 'em alone: thev can come out strong enough enough amongst their own set. Plenty to eat and drink, plenty of rum, plenty of everything." "I shouldn't have thought that they earned sum?ieni money to inauige in sucn luxuries." "They don't earn it all: see what their wives earn at artiucuu-nower making and cigar making." "Then they have pretty comfortable homp? "Well, comfortable as they look at it, you see, they are people of such strange ways, all for 'clubbing.' They club together to pay the rent of a rrom; to buy a joint of meat; for their beer, lor their tobacco, for everything; eating and drinking and smoking together, a whole housef ul ot 'em, just as though thev Worn all brothers and sisters. Plenty of everything you The young woman spoke as one that knew buu .n 'j iu uur annoyance that. Just at this moment, Jacko once more advanced towards her, and invited her to stnri 11 n antt earn another drink of bad beer; and so we lost We had gleaned enough one way and another, however, to convince us that Jacko makes a very decent livelihood out of his organ. He lives well, takes his amusement, has a better most suit of clothes, and a silver watch and chain. "Which is crowning evidence," triumphantly observes the grinder's champion, "that the public are well disposed towards the poor fel low, that they appieciate his humble efforts to amuse them, and properly reward him." ' But isn't there another point of observation from which the flourishing grinder may be viewed ? We humbly and hopefully think so. .Assuming-and surely it is fair to assume that at least bait the grinder's gleanings accrue to him as "smart money" to send him and his nuisance packing, our eyes are opened to the immense strength of this section of the army of opposition a section more powerful than any other, and one that has only to vigorously assert itself, and the days of the organ monster's relpn are numbered. T. STEWART BROWN, 8.K. Corner of F0UETH and CHESTNUT 8T8. ' 1 StANUFAOTUEKH Of . ' i rEUNKB, VAUBE8, BAOS. HBTICTTLES, aud vairf dutKUipuon. of Traveling UooUa. . iai.MUJaaBAWiJUilrt4. INSTRUCTION. 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