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1Having smoked his pipe out, and ruminated a little longer, he turned himself about, that he might appear, before the
2hour of closing, on his station at Tellson's. Whether his meditations on mortality had touched his liver, or whether his
3general health had been previously at all amiss, or whether he desired to show a little attention to an eminent man, is
4not so much to the purpose, as that he made a short call upon his medical adviser--a distinguished surgeon--on his way
5back. Young Jerry relieved his father with dutiful interest, and reported No job in his absence. The bank closed, the
6ancient clerks came out, the usual watch was set, and Mr. Cruncher and his son went home to tea. "Now, I tell you where
7it is!" said Mr. Cruncher to his wife, on entering. "If, as a honest tradesman, my wenturs goes wrong to-night, I shall
8make sure that you've been praying again me, and I shall work you for it just the same as if I seen you do it." The
9dejected Mrs. Cruncher shook her head. "Why, you're at it afore my face!" said Mr. Cruncher, with signs of angry
10apprehension. "I am saying nothing." "Well, then; don't meditate nothing. You might as well flop as meditate. You may as
11well go again me one way as another. Drop it altogether." "Yes, Jerry." "Yes, Jerry," repeated Mr. Cruncher sitting down
12to tea. "Ah! It is yes, Jerry. That's about it. You may say yes, Jerry." Mr. Cruncher had no particular meaning in these
13sulky corroborations, but made use of them, as people not unfrequently do, to express general ironical dissatisfaction.
14"You and your yes, Jerry," said Mr. Cruncher, taking a bite out of his bread-and-butter, and seeming to help it down
15with a large invisible oyster out of his saucer. "Ah! I think so. I believe you." "You are going out to-night?" asked
16his decent wife, when he took another bite. "Yes, I am." "May I go with you, father?" asked his son, briskly. "No, you
17mayn't. I'm a going--as your mother knows--a fishing. That's where I'm going to. Going a fishing." "Your fishing-rod
18gets rayther rusty; don't it, father?" "Never you mind." "Shall you bring any fish home, father?" "If I don't, you'll
19have short commons, to-morrow," returned that gentleman, shaking his head; "that's questions enough for you; I ain't a
20going out, till you've been long abed." He devoted himself during the remainder of the evening to keeping a most
21vigilant watch on Mrs. Cruncher, and sullenly holding her in conversation that she might be prevented from meditating
22any petitions to his disadvantage. With this view, he urged his son to hold her in conversation also, and led the
23unfortunate woman a hard life by dwelling on any causes of complaint he could bring against her, rather than he would
24leave her for a moment to her own reflections. The devoutest person could have rendered no greater homage to the
25efficacy of an honest prayer than he did in this distrust of his wife. It was as if a professed unbeliever in ghosts
26should be frightened by a ghost story. "And mind you!" said Mr. Cruncher. "No games to-morrow! If I, as a honest
27tradesman, succeed in providing a jinte of meat or two, none of your not touching of it, and sticking to bread. If I, as
28a honest tradesman, am able to provide a little beer, none of your declaring on water. When you go to Rome, do as Rome
29does. Rome will be a ugly customer to you, if you don't. I'm your Rome, you know." Then he began grumbling again: "With
30your flying into the face of your own wittles and drink! I don't know how scarce you mayn't make the wittles and drink
31here, by your flopping tricks and your unfeeling conduct. Look at your boy: he is your'n, ain't he? He's as thin as a
32lath. Do you call yourself a mother, and not know that a mother's first duty is to blow her boy out?" This touched Young
33Jerry on a tender place; who adjured his mother to perform her first duty, and, whatever else she did or neglected,
34above all things to lay especial stress on the discharge of that maternal function so affectingly and delicately
35indicated by his other parent. Thus the evening wore away with the Cruncher family, until Young Jerry was ordered to
36bed, and his mother, laid under similar injunctions, obeyed them. Mr. Cruncher beguiled the earlier watches of the night
37with solitary pipes, and did not start upon his excursion until nearly one o'clock. Towards that small and ghostly hour,
38he rose up from his chair, took a key out of his pocket, opened a locked cupboard, and brought forth a sack, a crowbar
39of convenient size, a rope and chain, and other fishing tackle of that nature. Disposing these articles about him in
40skilful manner, he bestowed a parting defiance on Mrs. Cruncher, extinguished the light, and went out. Young Jerry, who
41had only made a feint of undressing when he went to bed, was not long after his father. Under cover of the darkness he
42followed out of the room, followed down the stairs, followed down the court, followed out into the streets. He was in no
43uneasiness concerning his getting into the house again, for it was full of lodgers, and the door stood ajar all night.
44Impelled by a laudable ambition to study the art and mystery of his father's honest calling, Young Jerry, keeping as
45close to house fronts, walls, and doorways, as his eyes were close to one another, held his honoured parent in view. The
46honoured parent steering Northward, had not gone far, when he was joined by another disciple of Izaak Walton, and the
47two trudged on together. Within half an hour from the first starting, they were beyond the winking lamps, and the more
48than winking watchmen, and were out upon a lonely road. Another fisherman was picked up here--and that so silently, that
49if Young Jerry had been superstitious, he might have supposed the second follower of the gentle craft to have, all of a
50sudden, split himself into two. The three went on, and Young Jerry went on, until the three stopped under a bank
51overhanging the road. Upon the top of the bank was a low brick wall, surmounted by an iron railing. In the shadow of
52bank and wall the three turned out of the road, and up a blind lane, of which the wall--there, risen to some eight or
53ten feet high--formed one side. Crouching down in a corner, peeping up the lane, the next object that Young Jerry saw,
54was the form of his honoured parent, pretty well defined against a watery and clouded moon, nimbly scaling an iron gate.
55He was soon over, and then the second fisherman got over, and then the third. They all dropped softly on the ground
56within the gate, and lay there a little--listening perhaps. Then, they moved away on their hands and knees. It was now
57Young Jerry's turn to approach the gate: which he did, holding his breath. Crouching down again in a corner there, and
58looking in, he made out the three fishermen creeping through some rank grass! and all the gravestones in the
59churchyard--it was a large churchyard that they were in--looking on like ghosts in white, while the church tower itself
60looked on like the ghost of a monstrous giant. They did not creep far, before they stopped and stood upright. And then
61they began to fish. They fished with a spade, at first. Presently the honoured parent appeared to be adjusting some
62instrument like a great corkscrew. Whatever tools they worked with, they worked hard, until the awful striking of the
63church clock so terrified Young Jerry, that he made off, with his hair as stiff as his father's. But, his long-cherished
64desire to know more about these matters, not only stopped him in his running away, but lured him back again. They were
65still fishing perseveringly, when he peeped in at the gate for the second time; but, now they seemed to have got a bite.
66There was a screwing and complaining sound down below, and their bent figures were strained, as if by a weight. By slow
67degrees the weight broke away the earth upon it, and came to the surface. Young Jerry very well knew what it would be;
68but, when he saw it, and saw his honoured parent about to wrench it open, he was so frightened, being new to the sight,
69that he made off again, and never stopped until he had run a mile or more.
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