Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, CompleteVarious
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, Complete
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. VOL. 1. [pg 61] AUGUST 21, 1841. THE
WIFE-CATCHERS. A LEGEND OF MY UNCLES BOOTS. In Four Chapters. CHAPTER
IV. A man in stocks forms the letter T he conversation now subsided into
private and confidential whispers, from which I could learn that Miss
OBrannigan had consented to quit her fathers halls with Terence that
very night, and, before the priest, to become his true and lawful wife.
It had been previously understood that those of the guests who lived at
a distance from the lodge should sleep there that night. Nothing could
have been more favourable for the designs of the lovers; and it was
arranged between them, that Miss Biddy was to steal from her chamber
into the yard, at daybreak, and apprise her lover of her presence by
flinging a handful of gravel against his window. Terences horse was
warranted to carry double, and the lady had taken the precaution to
secure the key of the stable where he was placed.
It was long after midnight before the company began to separate;cloaks,
shawls, and tippets were called for; a jug of punch of extra strength
was compounded, and a doch an dhurris11. A drink at the door;a farewell
cup. of the steaming beverage administered to every individual before
they were permitted to depart. At length the house was cleared of its
guests, with the exception of those who were to remain and take beds
there. Amongst the number were the haberdasher and your uncle. The
latter was shown into a chamber in which a pleasant turf fire was
burning on the hearth.
Although Terences mind was full of sweet anticipations and visions of
future grandeur, he could not avoid feeling a disagreeable sensation
arising from the soaked state of his boots; and calculating that it
still wanted three or four hours of daybreak, he resolved to have us dry
and comfortable for his mornings adventure. With this intention he drew
us off, and placed us on the hearth before the fire, and threw himself
on the bednot to sleephe would sooner have committed suicidebut to
meditate upon the charms of Miss Biddy and her thousand pounds.
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