Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, November 6, 1841,Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, November 6, 1841,
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
"Charming girl, sir," remarked Mr. Peacock.
"Fascinating creature," responded Mr. Candy.
"Did you ever see _such_ eyes, sir?" continued Mr. P.
"Never! 'pon my honour! never!"--exclaimed Julius, in a tone of moderate
enthusiasm. "You may call _them_ eyes, sir," and here he elevated his own.
"And what lips?"
"Positively provoking!"
"Ah, sir!" languishingly remarked Augustus, "he will be a happy may who
gets possession of such a treasure!"
"He will, indeed, sir," returned his unknown rival, with an air of
self-satisfaction, as if he believed that happiness was likely to be his
own.
"You are aware, I suppose, sir," proceeded the communicative Mr. Peacock,
"that there is a certain party whom Miss Gray looks upon with particular
favour"--and the gentleman, to give peculiar emphasis to the remark,
slightly elevated his cravat.
"I should think I ought to be"--pointedly returned Mr. C.--simpering
somewhat diffidently at the idea that the observation was levelled at
himself.
The two rivals looked at each other, tittered, and bowed.
"Ah! yes--I dare say--observed it, no doubt!" said Augustus, when his
emotion had subsided.
"Why, yes--I should have been blind indeed could I have failed to remark
it," responded Julius.
"Ah yes--you're right--yes--Miss Gray's attentions have been particularly
marked, certainly--yes."
"They have been, sir, very, _very_ marked--she's quite taken, poor thing,
I believe!"
"Yes, poor creature!--sadly smitten indeed!--The lady has confessed as
much to you perhaps, sir?"
Mr. Candy looked surprised at the remark of his companion, and replied
"Why really, sir, that is a question which"--
"Ah, yes, I beg pardon, I was wrong--yes, I ought to have considered--but
candidly, sir, what do you think of the match?"
"'Pon my honour, my dear sir," exclaimed Julius most feelingly, colouring
slightly at the question, which he thought was rather home-thrust.
"Ah, yes, to be sure, it is rather a delicate question, considering, you
know, that one is in the presence of the party himself, is it not?"
"Very, _very_ delicate, I can assure you," said Julius, who, "laying the
flattering unction to his soul" that he was the party alluded to, thought
it rather an indelicate one.
Augustus observed the embarrassment of his companion, and could not
refrain from laughter, and turning round to his companion, enquired
significantly, "whether he did not think he was a happy man?"
Julius, who was in a measure similarly affected by the excitement of his
unknown friend, observed, that the gentleman certainly did seem of a
peculiarly gay disposition; and the two rivals, each delighted with the
fancied approval of his suit by the other, indulged a mutual cachinnation.
"I suppose," after a slight pause remarked Augustus, with apparently
perfect indifference, "you are aware that there was a rival in the field?"
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