by Branstone; published by Rusher
about 1814. An original copy is in the Bodleian Library.

[Illustrations: 44_1 - 44_6

Dick goes on his travels.
And meets with a kind Merchant.
A penny for your cat, Dame!
Bow Bells ringing "Turn again Whittington!"
Pussy clears the King's table,
And makes Whittington's fortune.]

[Illustration: 45_1

The Cries of York.]

"The Cries of York, for the amusement of Young Children, decorated with
cuts printed by T. Kendrew, Collier Gate, York." These York Cries have
not been mentioned by any writer on juvenile literature and the same may
be said of the Banbury Cries. T. Kendrew of York, brought out many
interesting penny and other children's books. He published "Giles
Gingerbread, a little boy who lived upon learning, by Tom Trip," this
was an abbreviation of Newberry's Edition of the "Silver Penny." The
series was illustrated with the early and prentice work of the Bewick
School. One of the rarest is "The Cries of York," the cuts of which
afterwards travelled to Banbury and appeared in "Banbury Cries." The
series we are enabled to give complete.

[Illustrations: 45_2 - 45_4]

_Cuts belonging to York Cries._

[Illustrations: 46_1 - 46_9]

[Illustrations: 47_1 - 47_9]

[Illustrations: 48_1 - 48_3]

Appended are the words to many of the foregoing Cries.

THE ITALIAN BASKET SELLER.

Ventured across the main behold,
"Buy Baskets," solemn Face,
He sells for Lust of Naughty Gold,
Which is a Common Case.

MEND OLD PANS AND KETTLES, O!

(_Peaseholme Green Postern_)
Hark! who is this, the Tinker Bold,
To mend or spoil you Kettle,
Whose wife, I'm certain is a Scold,
Made up of base metal.

Buy my Clocks and Weather Glasses!
Buy Shirt Hand Buttons!
(_Walmgate Bar_)

"If I'd as much money as I could tell;
I never would cry young lambs to sell."
(_Thursday Market_)

"Buy my Anchovies.
Buy my nice Anchovies."

SWEEP YOUR CHIMNEY CLEAN, O!

With drawling tone, Brush under arm,
And Bag slung o'er his shoulder,
Behold the Sweep, the Streets alarm,
With Stentor's voice and louder.

COME BUY MY NICE MUFFINS.

Hot Muffins and Crumpets too,
For Breakfast and for Tea;
I've only a very few left,
In Basket as you may see.

Buy Banbury Cakes! By fortune's frown,
You see this needy man,
Along the street and up and down
Is selling all he can.

COCKLES ALIVE, ALIVE, O!

Behold P