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The Every-day Book and Table Book. v. 2 (of 3): or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Month, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac — John Shaqi

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The Every-day Book and Table Book. v. 2 (of 3): or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Month, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac

Name: The Every-day Book and Table Book. v. 2 (of 3): or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Month, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac
Author: Hone, William

Hone, William

Days; Great Britain -- Social life and customs

(_Lingeringly._) It’s always the wish of Paul,
    (_Seriously._) To be _quite correct_ and right--
    (_Respectfully._) Ladies and gentlemen--all--
    (_Retreatingly._) I wish you very good night!

    (_Recollectively._) And--ladies and gentlemen--all!
    (_Interjectively._) You laugh so much, I declare--
    (_Vexedly._) I’m not Mr. Liston!--I’m _Paul_!--
    (_Lastly._) I wish you a happy New Year!--(_Exit finally._)

If you print this in the _Every-Day Book_ it will send Liston into
fits--it will kill him--won’t it? But you know that’s all right--if he
takes me off I’ve a right to take him off--haven’t I? I say, that’s
_another_ joke--isn’t it? Bless you, I co’d do as good as that for ever.
But I want to see you, and ask you how you go on? and I’ve lots of
intelligence for you--_such_ things as never were known in this
world--all true, and on the very best authority, you may take my word
for it. Several of my relations have sent you budgets. Though they know
you won’t publish their names unless they like it, they don’t choose to
sign ’em to their letters for private reasons,--why don’t you print ’em?
They cann’t give up their authors you know, (that’s impossible,) but
what does that signify? And then you give ’em so much trouble to call
and make inquiries--not that they care about that, but it looks so.
However, I’m in a great hurry and so you’ll excuse me.--Mind though I
shall pop in every day till I catch you. I hope you’ll print the
song--it’s all my own writing, it will do for Liston, depend on it. What
a joke--isn’t it a good one?

  _Pryory Place,_

  _January 6, 1826._

  Yours eternally,

  PAUL PRY.

P. S. Don’t forget the Index--I want to learn all the
particulars--_multum in parvo_--all quite correct.

P. S. I’m told you’ve _eleven_ children--is it true? What day shall you
have another?--to-day?--_Twelfth_-day? that _would_ be a
_joke_--wouldn’t it? I hope I don’t intrude. I don’t wish to seem
curious.


NATURALISTS’ CALENDAR.

Mean Temperature 36·07.

  [24] Howard on Climate.


~January 11.~


_Feast Week._

This is a term in many parts of England for an annual festivity
celebrated on the occasion described in the subjoined communication.

_For the Every-Day Book._

THE FEAST WEEK.

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