Barnaby Rudge Manuscript: Chapters 1 to 7

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The autograph manuscript of Barnaby Rudge is now bound in 8 volumes (V&A MSL/1876/Forster/155/1 to 8). The first 7 chapters (V&A Volume 1) are currently included in this transcription project.

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Vol.1 f.001 recto (Chapter 1) (Example of work in progress)
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[Some text has been cut off at the top of the page - perhaps the novel's title, or Master Humphrey's Clock. This is followed by double underlining that survives. Ink from the false start on the verso is also visible.]

[In another hand - ???udge] Chapter I

In the year 1775, there stood upon the borders of Epping Forest at a distance of about sixteen twelve miles from London measuring from the Standard in Cornhill, or rather from the spot on or near to which the Standard [???? ??????] was in used to be in days of yore, a house of public entertainment called the Maypole; a fact which which fact was demonstrated to all such travellers as all of the Maypole itself [???] the sign being [????] and [?????? ????? ?] intelligible to those who could neither read nor write ( and sixty five years ago (and at that time a (vast number both of poor persons[???] travellers and stay-at-homes were in this condition) by the emblem reared [???] [by?] on the road side over against the house, which [?????], if not of [????] those goodly proportions which Maypoles were wont to [???????] present [?????] in old times, was a fair ash [??] young ash higher? than [??? ????] height [??] thirty feet in height and straight as any arrow that any ever English yeoman drew. The Maypole -- by which term from henceforth is meant the house, itself and not its sign -- the Maypole was an old London red brick house building with more gable ends than a

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[Some deleted text has been cut off at the top of the page - perhaps the novel's title? This is followed by double underlining that survives.]

Chapter I

In the year 1775 there stood in the old town of Mile End

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lazy man would care to count on a sunny day; huge chimnies zig-[??] zag chimnies [chimneys], after travelling through out of which it seemed as though even smoke itself [must c???? out?] could not choose but come [out?] in more than naturally [????] fantastic shapes, imparted to it [??] in its tortuous progress; and [???] vast stables [????], gloomy, and ruinous, and empty. [???????. ???? ???]The place was said to have been built in the days of King Henry the Eighth; and there was a legend, not only that Queen Elizabeth had slept [???] there one night while upon [????] a hunting excursion, to wit, in a certain oak-panelled room with a deep bay window, but that next morning, while standing on a mounting block before the door with one foot in the stirrup, the virgin monarch had then and there boxed and cuffed an unlucky page for some neglect of duty. The matterof-fact and doubtful folks, of whom there were a few among the Maypole customers, as unluckily there always are in every little society published text: community, were inclined to look upon this tradition as rather apocryphal; but, whenever the landlord of that ancient hostelry appealed to the mounting block itself as evidence, and triumphantly pointed out that there it stood in the same place to that very day, the doubters never failed to be put down by a large majority, and all true believers exulted

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Chapter I

In the year 1775 there stood near to the small village of Chigwell and upon the ??? verge of Epping Forest, a solitary house of public entertainment, called the Maypole.

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as in a victory. Whether these, and many [???] other stories of the like nature, were true or untrue, the Maypole was really an old house, a very old house, perhaps as old as it claimed to be, and perhaps older, [which?] which which will sometimes happen with houses of an uncertain, [??] as with ladies of a certain, age. Its windows were ?? old diamond-pane lattices, its floors were sunken and uneven, its ceilings blackened by the hand of rime, and heavy with massive beams. Over the doorway was an ancient porch, quaintly and grotesquely carved; and here on summer evenings the more favoured customers smoked and drank -- ay, and sang many a good song too, sometimes -- reposing on two grim-looking high-backed settles, which, like the twin dragons of some fairy tale, guarded the entrance to the mansion. In the chimneys of the disused rooms, swallows had built their nests for many a long year, and from earliest spring to latest autumn whole colonies of sparrows chirped and twittered in the eaves. There were more pigeons about the dreary stable-yard and outbuildings than anybody but the landlord could reckon up. The wheeling and circling flights of runts

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