of　candidates。　　Miss　Miggs　attending　at　the　time　appointed；　was
  instantly　chosen　and　selected　from　one　hundred　and　twenty…four
  competitors；　and　at　once　promoted　to　the　office；　which　she　held
  until　her　decease；　more　than　thirty　years　afterwards；　remaining
  single　all　that　time。　　It　was　observed　of　this　lady　that　while　she
  was　inflexible　and　grim　to　all　her　female　flock；　she　was
  particularly　so　to　those　who　could　establish　any　claim　to　beauty：
  and　it　was　often　remarked　as　a　proof　of　her　indomitable　virtue　and
  severe　chastity；　that　to　such　as　had　been　frail　she　showed　no
  mercy；　always　falling　upon　them　on　the　slightest　occasion；　or　on　no
  occasion　at　all；　with　the　fullest　measure　of　her　wrath。　　Among
  other　useful　inventions　which　she　practised　upon　this　class　of
  offenders　and　bequeathed　to　posterity；　was　the　art　of　inflicting　an
  exquisitely　vicious　poke　or　dig　with　the　wards　of　a　key　in　the
  small　of　the　back；　near　the　spine。　　She　likewise　originated　a　mode
  of　treading　by　accident　（in　pattens）　on　such　as　had　small　feet；
  also　very　remarkable　for　its　ingenuity；　and　previously　quite
  unknown。
  It　was　not　very　long；　you　may　be　sure；　before　Joe　Willet　and　Dolly
  Varden　were　made　husband　and　wife；　and　with　a　handsome　sum　in　bank
  （for　the　locksmith　could　afford　to　give　his　daughter　a　good　dowry）；
  reopened　the　Maypole。　　It　was　not　very　long；　you　may　be　sure；
  before　a　red…faced　little　boy　was　seen　staggering　about　the　Maypole
  passage；　and　kicking　up　his　heels　on　the　green　before　the　door。　　It
  was　not　very　long；　counting　by　years；　before　there　was　a　red…faced
  little　girl；　another　red…faced　little　boy；　and　a　whole　troop　of
  girls　and　boys：　so　that；　go　to　Chigwell　when　you　would；　there　would
  surely　be　seen；　either　in　the　village　street；　or　on　the　green；　or
  frolicking　in　the　farm…yardfor　it　was　a　farm　now；　as　well　as　a
  tavernmore　small　Joes　and　small　Dollys　than　could　be　easily
  counted。　　It　was　not　a　very　long　time　before　these　appearances
  ensued；　but　it　WAS　a　VERY　long　time　before　Joe　looked　five　years
  older；　or　Dolly　either；　or　the　locksmith　either；　or　his　wife
  either：　for　cheerfulness　and　content　are　great　beautifiers；　and
  are　famous　preservers　of　youthful　looks；　depend　upon　it。
  It　was　a　long　time；　too；　before　there　was　such　a　country　inn　as　the
  Maypole；　in　all　England：　indeed　it　is　a　great　question　whether
  there　has　ever　been　such　another　to　this　hour；　or　ever　will　be。　　It
  was　a　long　time　toofor　Never；　as　the　proverb　says；　is　a　long　day
  before　they　forgot　to　have　an　interest　in　wounded　soldiers　at　the
  Maypole；　or　before　Joe　omitted　to　refresh　them；　for　the　sake　of　his
  old　campaign；　or　before　the　serjeant　left　off　looking　in　there；　now
  and　then；　or　before　they　fatigued　themselves；　or　each　other；　by
  talking　on　these　occasions　of　battles　and　sieges；　and　hard　weather
  and　hard　service；　and　a　thousand　things　belonging　to　a　soldier's
  life。　　As　to　the　great　silver　snuff…box　which　the　King　sent　Joe
  with　his　own　hand；　because　of　his　conduct　in　the　Riots；　what　guest
  ever　went　to　the　Maypole　without　putting　finger　and　thumb　into　that
  box；　and　taking　a　great　pinch；　though　he　had　never　taken　a　pinch　of
  snuff　before；　and　almost　sneezed　himself　into　convulsions　even
  then？　　As　to　the　purple…faced　vintner；　where　is　the　man　who　lived
  in　those　times　and　never　saw　HIM　at　the　Maypole：　to　all　appearance
  as　much　at　home　in　the　best　room；　as　if　he　lived　there？　　And　as　to
  the　feastings　and　christenings；　and　revellings　at　Christmas；　and
  celebrations　of　birthdays；　wedding…days；　and　all　manner　of　days；
  both　at　the　Maypole　and　the　Golden　Key；if　they　are　not　notorious；
  what　facts　are？
  Mr　Willet　the　elder；　having　been　by　some　extraordinary　means
  possessed　with　the　idea　that　Joe　wanted　to　be　married；　and　that　it
  would　be　well　for　him；　his　father；　to　retire　into　private　life；　and
  enable　him　to　live　in　comfort；　took　up　his　abode　in　a　small　cottage
  at　Chigwell；　where　they　widened　and　enlarged　the　fireplace　for　him；
  hung　up　the　boiler；　and　furthermore　planted　in　the　little　garden
  outside　the　front…door；　a　fictitious　Maypole；　so　that　he　was　quite
  at　home　directly。　　To　this；　his　new　habitation；　Tom　Cobb；　Phil
  Parkes；　and　Solomon　Daisy　went　regularly　every　night：　and　in　the
  chimney…corner；　they　all　four　quaffed；　and　smoked；　and　prosed；　and
  dozed；　as　they　had　done　of　old。　　It　being　accidentally　discovered
  after　a　short　time　that　Mr　Willet　still　appeared　to　consider
  himself　a　landlord　by　profession；　Joe　provided　him　with　a　slate；
  upon　which　the　old　man　regularly　scored　up　vast　accounts　for　meat；
  drink；　and　tobacco。　　As　he　grew　older　this　passion　increased　upon
  him；　and　it　became　his　delight　to　chalk　against　the　name　of　each　of
  his　cronies　a　sum　of　enormous　magnitude；　and　impossible　to　be　paid：
  and　such　was　his　secret　joy　in　these　entries；　that　he　would　be
  perpetually　seen　going　behind　the　door　to　look　at　them；　and　coming
  forth　again；　suffused　with　the　liveliest　satisfaction。
  He　never　recovered　the　surprise　the　Rioters　had　given　him；　and
  remained　in　the　same　mental　condition　down　to　the　last　moment　of
  his　life。　　It　was　like　to　have　been　brought　to　a　speedy
  termination　by　the　first　sight　of　his　first　grandchild；　which
  appeared　to　fill　him　with　the　belief　that　some　alarming　miracle　had
  happened　to　Joe。　　Being　promptly　blooded；　however；　by　a　skilful
  surgeon；　he　rallied；　and　although　the　doctors　all　agreed；　on　his
  being　attacked　with　symptoms　of　apoplexy　six　months　afterwards；
  that　he　ought　to　die；　and　took　it　very　ill　that　he　did　not；　he
  remained　alivepossibly　on　account　of　his　constitutional　slowness
  for　nearly　seven　years　more；　when　he　was　one　morning　found
  speechless　in　his　bed。　　He　lay　in　this　state；　free　from　all　tokens
  of　uneasiness；　for　a　whole　week；　when　he　was　suddenly　restored　to
  consciousness　by　hearing　the　nurse　whisper　in　his　son's　ear　that　he
  was　going。　　'I'm　a…going；　Joseph；'　said　Mr　Willet；　turning　round
  upon　the　instant；　'to　the　Salwanners'and　immediately　gave　up
  the　ghost。
  He　left　a　large　sum　of　money　behind　him；　even　more　than　he　was
  supposed　to　have　been　worth；　although　the　neighbours；　according　to
  the　custom　of　mankind　in　calculating　the　wealth　that　other　people
  ought　to　have　saved；　had　estimated　his　property　in　good　round
  numbers。　　Joe　inherited　the　whole；　so　that　he　became　a　man　of　great
  consequence　in　those　parts；　and　was　perfectly　independent。
  Some　time　elapsed　before　Barnaby　got　the　better　of　the　shock　he　had
  sustained；　or　regained　his　old　health　and　gaiety。　　But　he　recovered
  by　degrees：　and　although　he　could　never　separate　his　condemnation
  and　escape　from　the　idea　of　a　terrific　dream；　he　became；　in　other
  respects；　more　rational。　　Dating　from　the　time　of　his　recovery；　he
  had　a　better　memory　and　greater　steadiness　of　purpose；　but　a　dark
  cloud　overhung　his　whole　previous　existence；　and　never　cleared
  away。
  He　was　not　the　less　happy　for　this；　for　his　love　of　freedom　and
  interest　in　all　that　moved　or　grew；　or　had　its　being　in　the
  elements；　remained　to　him　unimpaired。　　He　lived　with　his　mother　on
  the　Maypole　farm；　tending　the　poultry　and　the　cattle；　working　in　a
  garden　of　his　own；　and　helping　everywhere。　　He　was　known　to　every
  bird　and　beast　about　the　place；　and　had　a　name　for　every　one。
  Never　was　there　a　lighter…hearted　husbandman；　a　creature　more
  popular　with　young　and　old；　a　blither　or　more　happy　soul　than
  Barnaby；　and　though　he　was　free　to　ramble　where　he　would；　he　never
  quitted　Her；　but　was　for　evermore　her　stay　and　comfort。
  It　was　remarkable　that　although　he　had　that　dim　sense　of　the　past；
  he　sought　out　Hugh's　dog；　and　took　him　under　his　care；　and　that　he
  never　could　be　tempted　into　London。　　When　the　Riots　were　many　years
  old；　and　Edward　and　his　wife　came　back　to　England　with　a　family
  almost　as　numerous　as　Dolly's；　and　one　day　appeared　at　the　Maypole
  porch；　he　knew　them　instantly；　and　wept　and　leaped　for　joy。　　But
  neither　to　visit　them；　nor　on　any　other　pretence；　no　matter　how
  full　of　promise　and　enjoyment；　could　he　be　persuaded　to　set　foot　in
  the　streets：　nor　did　he　ever　conquer　this　repugnance　or　look　upon
  the　town　again。
  Grip　soon　recovered　his　looks；　and　became　as　glossy　and　sleek　as
  ever。　　But　he　was　profoundly　silent。　　Whether　he　had　forgotten　the
  art　of　Polite　Conversation　in　Newgate