“You will scarcely praps reckonize in this little skitch* the haltered
linimints of 1, with woos face the reders of your valluble mislny were
once fimiliar,--the unfortnt Jeames de la Pluche, fomly so selabrated
in the fashnabble suckles, now the pore Jeames Plush, landlord of the
'Wheel of Fortune' public house. Yes, that is me; that is my haypun
which I wear as becomes a publican--those is the checkers which
hornyment the pillows of my dor. I am like the Romin Genral, St.
Cenatus, equal to any emudgency of Fortun. I, who have drunk Shampang
in my time, aint now abov droring a pint of Small Bier. As for my
wife--that Angel--I've not ventured to depigt HER. Fansy her a sittn in
the Bar, smiling like a sunflower and, ho, dear Punch! happy in nussing
a deer little darlint totsywotsy of a Jeames, with my air to a curl, and
my i's to a T!
* This refers to an illustrated edition of the work.
“I never thought I should have been injuiced to write anything but a
Bill agin, much less to edress you on Railway Subjix--which with all my
sole I ABAW. Railway letters, obbligations to pay hup, ginteal inquirys
as to my Salissator's name, &c. &c., I dispize and scorn artily. But as
a man, an usbnd, a father, and a freebon Brittn, my jewty compels me to
come forwoods, and igspress my opinion upon that NASHNAL NEWSANCE--the
break of Gage.
“An interesting ewent in a noble family with which I once very nearly
had the honor of being kinected, acurd a few weex sins, when the Lady
Angelina S----, daughter of the Earl of B----cres, presented the gallant
Capting, her usband, with a Son & hair. Nothink would satasfy her
Ladyship but that her old and attacht famdyshamber, my wife Mary Hann
Plush, should be presnt upon this hospicious occasion. Captain S----
was not jellus of me on account of my former attachment to his Lady. I
cunsented that my Mary Hann should attend her, and me, my wife, and
our dear babby acawdingly set out for our noable frend's residence,
Honeymoon Lodge, near Cheltenham.
“Sick of all Railroads myself, I wisht to poast it in a Chay and 4,
but Mary Hann, with the hobstenacy of her Sex, was bent upon Railroad
travelling, and I yealded, like all husbinds. We set out by the Great
Westn, in an eavle Hour.
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