The Comic Almanack, Volume 1: An Ephemeris in Jest and Earnest, Containing Merry Tales, Humerous Poetry, Quips, and OdditiesThackeray, William Makepeace
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The Comic Almanack, Volume 1: An Ephemeris in Jest and Earnest, Containing Merry Tales, Humerous Poetry, Quips, and Oddities
Thackeray, William Makepeace
Almanacs, English -- England -- London; English wit and humor
"Oh, she's going to her own house, is she, Lizzy? very good; she'll want
the furniture, I suppose, and that she may have, too, for I'm going to
sell the place myself;" and so _that_ matter was settled.
* * * * *
On Michaelmas day, and during these two months, I hadn't, I do believe,
seen my mother twice (once, about two o'clock in the morning, I woke and
found her sobbing over my bed). On Michaelmas day morning, Eliza comes
to me and says, "_John, they will come and fetch us at six this
evening._" Well, as this was the last day, I went and got the best goose
I could find (I don't think I ever saw a primer, or ate more hearty
myself), and had it roasted at three, with a good pudding afterwards;
and a glorious bowl of punch. "Here's a health to you, dear girls," says
I, "and you, ma, and good luck to all three, and as you've not eaten a
morsel, I hope you wont object to a glass of punch. It's the old stuff,
you know, ma'am, that that Waters sent to my father fifteen years ago."
Six o'clock came, and with it came a fine barouche, as I live! Captain
Waters was on the box (it was his coach); that old thief, Bates, jumped
out, entered my house, and before I could say Jack Robinson, whipped off
mamma to the carriage, the girls followed, just giving me a hasty shake
of the hand, and as mamma was helped in, Mary Waters, who was sitting
inside, flung her arms round her, and then round the girls, and the
Doctor, who acted footman, jumped on the box, and off they went; taking
no more notice of _me_ than if I'd been a nonentity.
There's the picture of the whole business: That's mamma and Miss Waters
sitting kissing each other in the carriage, with the two girls in the
back seat; Waters driving (a precious bad driver he is, too); and that's
me, standing at the garden door, and whistling. You can't see Mary
Malowney; the old fool is crying behind the garden gate: she went off
next day along with the furniture; and I got into that precious scrape
which I shall mention next.
SEPTEMBER. [1839.
[Illustration]
HARVEY _versus_ JARVEY.
A MOLONCHOLY CASE.
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