Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 69, No. 423, January 1851Various
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 69, No. 423, January 1851
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
"So be it!" quoth Protocol. "But don't you think we might even go a
step further? I find it a main inconvenience that I am not allowed
to write direct to Peter whenever I have occasion to know the last
quotations of indulgences, holy water, or pardons. Could we not arrange
among ourselves to send over some respectable gentleman, who might look
after any business of the Squire's in those parts, and occasionally
pop in in a friendly way, and take pot-luck with Peter? I own that it
would be a great accommodation to me, and I don't see how any one could
object to it."
The Juggler, however, who had recently been thinking a good deal on
that very subject, shook his head, remarking that Squire Bull had long
ago expressed his determination that none of his servants should hold
direct intercourse with Peter. "And," said he, "that is precisely
one of the points upon which he is most obstinate and fractious. If
we were openly to broach this matter to him, it might go far to lose
us our places. But I'll tell you what;--there may be a way to get
round the bush, and establish a communication with Peter, without
incurring the scandal. There's my near connection, Mat-o'-the-Mint,
who, between ourselves, is of no earthly use here beyond keeping the
keys of a certain place which shall be nameless. Suppose we send him
out nominally on a visit to Signor Macaroni, or any other squires in
the south, and give him a general roving commission? He'll like the
job vastly, I can tell you; for, of course, we shall charge his whole
expenses to the Squire; and he can take that opportunity of seeing
Peter, and arranging as to future proceedings."
No objection being made to this very convenient arrangement,
Mat-o'-the-Mint received his credentials. This individual was one of
the most lucky men alive, and seemed born specially to refute the
proverb, that service is no inheritance. It was difficult at any
time to say what he was fit for, for he rarely uttered words of more
value than--"Ay, ay! my masters! this is a fine day, as the ancient
philosopher remarked." Or, "In respect to that, my opinion is whatever
Providence may please." Notwithstanding this oracular turn of mind, he
generally contrived to have himself appointed to some snug place in
the household, where there was plenty to get and little to do; and it
is fair to add, that he never forgot any of his own relations, when he
could contrive to provide for them at the Squire's expense.
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