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conveyed。  His enterprise was not seldom rewarded with success; and for
a decade of years he continued to preserve an appearance of gentility; but
it is plain; even from his own narrative; that he was scarce an artist; and
we shall best understand him if we recognise that he was a Philistine
among thieves。  He lived in an age of pocket… picking; and skill in this
branch is the true test of his time。  A contemporary of Barrington; he had
before him the most brilliant of examples; which might properly have
enforced the worth of a simple method。  But; though he constantly brags
of his success at Drury Lane; we take not his generalities for gospel; and
the one exploit whose credibility is enforced with circumstance was pitiful
both in conception and performance。  A meeting of freeholders at the
‘Mermaid Tavern;' Hackney; was the occasion; and after drawing blank
upon blank; Vaux succeeded at last in extracting a silver snuff…box。  Now;
his clumsiness had suggested the use of the scissors; and the victim not
only discovered the scission in his coat; but caught the thief with the
implements of his art upon him。  By a miracle of impudence Vaux
escaped conviction; but he deserved the gallows for his want of principle;
and not even sympathy could have let drop a tear; had justice seized her
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due。  On the straight or on the cross the canons of art deserve respect; and
a thief is great; not because he is a thief; but because; in filling his own
pocket; he preserves from violence the legitimate traditions of his craft。
But it was in conflict with the jewellers that Vaux best proved his mettle。
It was his wont to clothe himself ‘in the most elegant attire;' and on the
pretence of purchase to rifle the shops of Piccadilly。  For this offence
‘pinching' the Cant Dictionary calls ithe did his longest stretch of time;
and here his admirable qualities of cunning and coolness found their most
generous scope。  A love of fine clothes he shared with all the best of his
kind; and he visited Mr Bilgerthe jeweller who arrested him
magnificently arrayed。  He wore a black coat and waistcoat; blue
pantaloons; Hessian boots; and a hat ‘in the extreme of the newest
fashion。'  He was also resplendent with gold watch and eye…glass。  His
hair was powdered; and a fawney sparkled on his dexter fam。  The booty
was enormous; and a week later he revisited the shop on another errand。
This second visit was the one flash of genius in a somewhat drab career:
the jeweller was so completely dumfounded; that Vaux might have got
clean away。  But though he kept discreetly out of sight for a while; at last
he drifted back to his ancient boozing…ken; and was there betrayed to a
notorious thief…catcher。  The inevitable sentence of death followed。  It
was commuted after the fashion of the time; and Vaux; having sojourned a
while at the Hulks; sought for a second time the genial airs of Botany Bay。
     His vanity and his laziness were alike invincible。  He believed
himself a miracle of learning as well as a perfect thief; and physical toil
was the sole ‘lay' for which he professed no capacity。  For a while he
corrected the press for a printer; and he roundly asserts that his knowledge
of literature and of foreign tongues rendered him invaluable。  It was
vanity again that induced him to assert his innocence when he was lagged
for so vulgar a crime as stealing a wipe from a tradesman in Chancery
Lane。  At the moment of arrest he was on his way to purchase base coin
from a Whitechapel bit…faker: but; despite his nefarious errand; he is
righteously wrathful at what he asserts was an unjust conviction; and
henceforth he assumed the crown of martyrdom。  His first and last
ambition during the intervals of freedom was gentility; and so long as he
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was not at work he lived the life of a respectable grocer。  Although the
casual Cyprian flits across his page; he pursued the one flame of his life
for the good motive; and he affects to be a very model of domesticity。
The sentiment of piety also was strong upon him; and if he did not; like
the illustrious Peace; pray for his jailer; he rivalled the Prison Ordinary in
comforting the condemned。  Had it only been his fate to die on the
gallows; how unctuous had been his croak!              
     The text of his ‘Memoirs' having been edited; it is scarce possible to
define his literary talent。  The book; as it stands; is an excellent piece of
narrative; but it loses somewhat by the pretence of style。  The man's
invulnerable conceit prevented an absolute frankness; and there is little
enough hilarity to correct the acid sentiment and the intolerable vows of
repentance。  Again; though he knows his subject; and can patter flash
with the best; his incorrigible respectability leads him to ape the manner of
a Grub Street hack; and to banish to a vocabulary those pearls of slang
which might have added vigour and lustre to his somewhat tiresome page。
However; the thief cannot escape his inevitable defects。  The vanity; the
weakness; the sentimentality of those who are born beasts of prey; yet
have the faculty of depredation only half…developed; are the foes of truth;
and it is well to remember that the autobiography of a rascal is tainted at
its source。  A congenial pickpocket; equipped with the self…knowledge
and the candour which would enable him to recognise himself an outlaw
and justice his enemy rather than an instrument of malice; would prove a
Napoleon rather than a Vaux。  So that we must e'en accept our Newgate
Calendar with its many faults upon its head; and be content。  For it takes
a man of genius to write a book; and the thief who turns author commonly
inhabits a paradise of the second…rate。                

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                 GEORGE BARRINGTON                     
     AS Captain Hind was master of the road; George Barrington was (and
remains for ever) the absolute monarch of pickpockets。  Though the art;
superseding the cutting of purses; had been practised with courage and
address for half a century before Barrington saw the light; it was his own
incomparable genius that raised thievery from the dangerous valley of
experiment; and set it; secure and honoured; upon the mountain height of
perfection。  To a natural habit of depredation; which; being a man of
letters; he was wont to justify; he added a sureness of hand; a fertility of
resource; a recklessness of courage which drove his contemporaries to an
amazed respect; and from which none but the Philistine will withhold his
admiration。  An accident discovered his taste and talent。  At school he
attempted to kill a companionthe one act of violence which sullies a
strangely gentle career; and outraged at the affront of a flogging; he fled
with twelve guineas and a gold repeater watch。  A vulgar theft this; and
no presage of future greatness; yet it proves the fearless greed; the
contempt of private property; which mark as with a stigma the
temperament of the prig。  His faculty did not rust long for lack of use;
and at Drogheda; when he was but sixteen; he encountered one Price; half
barnstormer; half thief。  Forthwith he embraced the twin professions; and
in the interlude of more serious pursuits is reported to have made a
respectable appearance as Jaffier in Venice Preserved。  For a while he
dreamed of Drury Lane and glory; but an attachment for Miss Egerton; the
Belvidera to his own Jaffier; was more costly than the barns of
Londonderry warranted; and; with Price for a colleague; he set forth on a
tour of robbery; merely interrupted through twenty years by a few periods
of enforced leisure。                                   
     His youth; indeed; was his golden age。  For four years he practised
his art; chilled by no shadow of suspicion; and his immunity was due as
well to his excellent be

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