Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2)Bird, Robert Montgomery
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Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2)
Bird, Robert Montgomery
American fiction -- 19th century; Satire
I found my cousin Pattie also in her satins, and Nora Magee, whom she
had resolved to take with her, decked out with extraordinary splendour;
and, what I thought was diverting enough, the creature had a long
bridal veil like her mistress, and as huge a cloak to conceal her
person from observation. They were prepared to start, with each her
bundle at hand; and they hailed my appearance with delight.
But there was a difficulty before us; my uncle Wilkins was yet in the
house, and so was Sammy. As for the latter, I soon got rid of him by
sending him to Alicia, as I mentioned before; but my uncle we could
not remove. My cousin's affectation of sickness (to confirm which, and
conceal her nuptial preparations, she kept aloof in her chamber, or
pretended to do so) concerned him, and he refused to leave the house;
but, being left to himself, we knew he would soon drop asleep, that
being one of his rustical propensities.
By-and-by, while we were discoursing upon our difficulties, we heard a
carriage drive by; and just as it passed the door, the coachman gave
three loud cracks with his whip. It was a sign I had agreed upon with
the fellow, and I knew all was now in readiness. I proposed that we
should instantly steal down stairs, and--
At that moment I heard the front door softly open and shut.
"Who's that?" said I.
"Ah! I'm sure I don't know," said my cousin Pattie, turning so pale
I thought she was going to fall down in a faint; "perhaps it is Mr.
Tickle. Yes!" she cried, recovering her spirits, and almost jumping for
joy,--"now we'll sort him! I'll show him how I serve fortune-hunters,
I reckon! I'll lock him up in a closet, I will; and there he shall
kick his heels till morning, and I don't care if the rats eat him, I
don't.--Oh, goody gracious! he's coming up stairs!" she cried: "was
there ever anybody so impudent? But I'll fix him. Here, cousin Ikey, do
you run in here,"--pointing to her chamber,--"and don't let him see you."
"No," said I, thinking it proper to appear courageous, "I will face
the faithless rascal, and punish his impertinence on the spot." I
had no idea of doing any such thing, which, of course, must have
alarmed my uncle, and I intended to yield to Pattie's fears and
importunity, swallow my wrath for the present, and conceal myself, as
she recommended. But my display of resistance awoke the indignation of
Nora Magee, who cried, "Och, the divil take him thin; does he mane to
rob us of our husbands?" and seizing me by the shoulders, she thrust me
towards the chamber.
"Run in, cousin Ikey," said my cousin, driving the Irish barbarian
away, but seizing me herself, and urging me into the chamber, while
she seemed dying with suppressed mirth. "You'll see how Nora will sort
him,--you'll hear it. You mustn't speak a word; and, ods fishes, you
must remember to behave yourself,"--here she seemed more diverted than
ever,--"ods fishes, you must behave yourself in a lady's chamber."
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