The Broad Highway - Page 55/374

Following the high road, I came, in a little, to where the ways

divided, the one leading straight before me, the other turning

sharp to the left, where (as I remember) is a very steep hill.

And at the parting of the ways was a finger-post with the words:

"To LONDON. To TONBRIDGE WELLS. To PEMBRY." Now as I stood

beneath the finger-post, debating which road I should take, I was

aware of the sound of wheels, and, glancing about, saw a carrier's

cart approaching. The driver was a fine, tall, ruddy-faced fellow,

very spruce as to his person, who held himself with shoulders.

squared and bolt upright, and who shouted a cheery greeting to me.

"If so be you are for Pembry, or thereabouts, sir," said he,

bringing his horses to a standstill, "why, jump up, sir--that is,

if you be so minded."

"My course lies anywhere," said I.

"Then--if you be so minded--?"

"I am so minded," said I.

"Then, sir, jump up," said he.

"Thanks!" said I.

So I climbed upon the seat beside him, and then I saw that he had

a wooden leg, and straightway understood his smart bearing, and

general neat appearance.

"You have been a soldier?" said I.

"And my name's Tom, and I could tell you a sight about them

Spanishers, and Frenchies--that is, if--you be so minded?"

"I am so minded; fire away, Tom."

"Well," he began, fixing his eyes on the "wheeler's" ears, "they

Frenchies ain't so bad as is thought, though they do eat frogs,

but what I say is--if they be so minded, why frogs let it be!"

"To be sure!" said I.

"And after all they're well worth fighting, and that's more than

you can say for a many!"

"True," said I, "one generally has a certain respect for the man

one fights."

"Then there's Old Bony."

"Have you ever seen him?"

"I have, sir; I were captured outside the Lines of Torres Vedras,

and I saw Old Bony eating his breakfast off a drum-head wi' one

hand and a-writing a dispatch wi' the other--a little fat man not

so high as my shoulder, look you. There's some as says as Old

Bony lives on new-born babies, but I know different. Because

why, says you? Because I've seen with these 'ere 'peepers,'

says I--bread it were, and cheese, and garlic, and a uncommon

lot at that."