The Broad Highway
Page 107"The Bull" is a plain, square, whitewashed building, with a
sloping roof, and before the door an open portico, wherein are
set two seats on which one may sit of a sunny afternoon with a
mug of ale at one's elbow and watch the winding road, the
thatched cottages bowered in roses, or the quiver of distant
trees where the red, conical roof of some oast-house makes a
vivid note of color amid the green. Or one may close one's eyes
and hark to the chirp of the swallows under the eaves, the
distant lowing of cows, or the clink of hammers from the smithy
across the way.
one from the "tap," a bullet-headed fellow, small of eye, and
nose, but great of jaw, albeit he was become somewhat fat and
fleshy--who, having nodded to me, sat him down beside the
Ancient, and addressed him as follows: "Black Jarge be 'took' again, Gaffer!"
"Ah! I knowed 'twould come soon or late, Simon," said the
Ancient, shaking his head, "I knowed as 'e'd never last the month
out."
"Seemed goin' on all quiet and reg'lar, though," said the
bullet-headed man, whom I discovered to be the landlord of "The
'bout an hour ago it were, 'e ups and heaves Sam out into the road."
"Ah!" said the old man, nodding his head again, "to be sure, I've
noticed, Simon, as 'tis generally about the twentieth o' the
month as Jarge gets 'took.'"
"'E 've got a wonderful 'ead, 'ave the Gaffer!" said Simon,
turning to me.
"Yes," said I, "but who is Black George; how comes he to be
'taken,' and by what?"
"Gaffer," said the Innkeeper, "you tell un."
gert, big, strong man--the biggest, gertest, and strongest in the
South Country, d'ye see (a'most as fine a man as I were in my
time), and, off and on, gets took wi' tearin's and rages, at
which times 'e don't mind who 'e 'its--"
"No--nor Wheer!" added the Innkeeper.
"Oh, 'e be a bad man, be Black Jarge when 'e's took, for 'e 'ave
a knack, d'ye see, of takin' 'old o' the one nighest to un, and
a-heavin' of un over 'is 'ead'."