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apparent to my satisfaction, I decided the question in my own favour,
the right owners, as I have already said, being out of the question
altogether. I have always taken scientific views of morals and
politics, a habit from which I derive much comfort under existing
circumstances.
“I hope you adhere to your music, though I cannot hope again to
accompany your harp with my flute. My last _andante_ movement was
too _forte_ for those whom it took by surprise. Let not your
_allegro vivace_ be damped by young Crotchet’s desertion, which,
though I have not heard it, I take for granted. He is, like myself,
a scientific politician, and has an eye as keen as a needle to his
own interest. He has had good luck so far, and is gorgeous in the
spoils of many gulls; but I think the Polar Basin and Walrus Company
will be too much for him yet. There has been a splendid outlay on
credit, and he is the only man, of the original parties concerned, of
whom his Majesty’s sheriffs could give any account.
“I will not ask you to come here. There is no husband for you. The
men smoke, drink, and fight, and break more of their own heads than
of girls’ hearts. Those among them who are musical, sing nothing but
psalms. They are excellent fellows in their way, but you would not
like them.
“_Au reste_, here are no rents, no taxes, no poor-rates, no tithes,
no church establishment, no routs, no clubs, no rotten boroughs, no
operas, no concerts, no theatres, no beggars, no thieves, no king, no
lords, no ladies, and only one gentleman, videlicet, your loving
father,
“TIMOTHY TOUCHANDGO.
“P.S.—I send you one of my notes; I can afford to part with it. If
you are accused of receiving money from me, you may pay it over to my
assignees. Robthetill continues to be my factotum; I say no more of
him in this place: he will give you an account of himself.”
“_Dotandcarryonetown_, _etc._
“DEAR MISS,
“Mr. Touchandgo will have told you of our arrival here, of our
setting up a bank, and so forth. We came here in a tilted waggon,
which served us for parlour, kitchen, and all. We soon got up a
log-house; and, unluckily, we as soon got it down again, for the
first fire we made in it burned down house and all. However, our
second experiment was more fortunate; and we are pretty well lodged
in a house of three rooms on a floor; I should say the floor, for
there is but one.
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