Produced by Chris Curnow, Sue Fleming and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive) Geoffery Gambado; OR, A SIMPLE REMEDY FOR HYPOCHONDRIACISM AND MELANCHOLY SPLENETIC HUMOURS. BY A HUMORIST PHYSICIAN. _Honi soit qui mal y pense._ PRINTED, FOR THE AUTHOR, BY DEAN & SON, LUDGATE HILL, LONDON. [Illustration: GEOFFERY GAMBADO] TABLE OF CONTENTS PREFACE. 3 THE FRONTISPIECE. 8 CHAPTER I. 11 CHAPTER II. 21 CHAPTER III. 30 CHAPTER IV. 34 CHAPTER V. 40 CHAPTER VI. 51 CHAPTER VII. 56 CHAPTER VIII. 60 CHAPTER IX. 62 CHAPTER X. 66 CHAPTER XI. 70 CHAPTER XII. 72 CHAPTER XIII. 79 CHAPTER XIV. 88 CHAPTER XV. 108 Preface. Some years ago, sixteen original sketches by Henry Bunbury, Esq. were given to the Author of this Book. This celebrated sketcher and caricaturist was a gentleman well known in the county of Suffolk for his public and private virtues, as well as for his superior talents. He was a lineal descendant of the Rev. Sir William Bunbury, whose baronetcy was created in 1681. Of a cheerful and lively temper, he sought to infuse the same spirit through all ranks of society. If we mistake not, his son became Sir Henry Bunbury, and represented the county of Suffolk, as his uncle, Sir Thomas Charles Bunbury, had done before him. His descendants still occupy the mansion and estates in Suffolk, where they have been, and are still, the great benefactors to the poor, and the parish of Great Barton near Bury St. Edmund's. But we have to speak more particularly of Henry Bunbury, Esq. and his talents. To this day, his accurate delineations of the political and social customs of the age he lived in, and of the characters who came under his observation, are remarkable for their truthful force. It is very seldom that men of high life and good education, possess the artistic power of graphic delineation: at least, we have but few amateur delineators who can stand the test of the invidious sneers and jeers of those empty possessors of wealth and station, who consider themselves degraded even by the acquaintance of an artist, a poet, or a literary character. Now, if a man is not a degraded man, but lives himself after the law of God, he need never mind the scoffs or ridicule of any man; but may say, as Henry Bunbury did to those who ridiculed him,--"Evil be to him who evil thinks."