The Works of Thomas Hood; Vol. 02 (of 11): Comic and Serious, in Prose and Verse, With All the Original IllustrationsHood, Thomas
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The Works of Thomas Hood; Vol. 02 (of 11): Comic and Serious, in Prose and Verse, With All the Original Illustrations
Hood, Thomas
English poetry -- 19th century; English wit and humor; Humorous poetry, English
If so be a farther and a Parrint may tak so grate a libberty, its my
wish to rite about my Sun. Not bein a skollard, oing to neglected
genus in yuth, I am uncompitent to be a Gudge and war indust to sho
the skull letter to my Bruther Benjamin, of the late Rial Navy who had
moor buck larning for his Sheers, besids seein forren parts and he
do say wot give grate concern to All as is concarned, namely my Suns
edication is fur from a thurro nollige of evvery thing, and partickly
his hostifografy or summat to that effect. As such is hily blammabil
to yureself or tooters whos provins war to propergit wot they had in
their hone heds into them under them, insted of witch his unkel say
he hav bin teecht moor ignorans then anny think else. Witch is verry
ard considring mints of munny lad out, and hevin nose I have not bin
sparring with him, but pade away at a grate rat, ever sins he war
britchd. Hunderds cant kiver him from fust to last And nothin but
blited hops arter all. Cirkimstancis purvented my having moor nor one
acomplishment and that war my farthers bisness, but tho brort up hill
miself I no the Valley of edicashun. Warefor if it be no offens I wish
to no candiddle from your hone Mouth wether you hav so unedicatted
him as his Unkil suspex. At sam tim will esteam a faver to no if he
continny in gud helth witch ware always a littel dellicat and pecking,
but I trust as how Rumfud hare and gud beaf and muttin and holesum wit
bred and milk hav made him quit fat. His pore late muther lickwise
made a pint of gud unturnd tabel bear, as all assiduities is injurus
to yuth. As she used to say, pore sole, fud and flanning saves fisick.
Allso I hop and trust you disalow the boys of advanst years tirenizing
over the weekly wons, or savedge tooters as is apt to sho lickings and
dislickings. The tooters morrils in course is a car not overluckd, but
sweetharting demand constant vigilings to gard agin its cumming in
clandestiny where it ort not. Mrs. Rumsey also begs to apollogiz for
naming damp beds, but in coarse Misses Doctor Darby have a muther’s
feelings about damp lining for boys boddis. All witch will give grate
sattisfaxun to here, as in case of the revers parrintel duty will feal
hobbligated to remov afore the mischief go to fur. I shall luck eggerly
for your anser and trust you will embrace all the queerys. I ashore it
will giv grate pleshure not to hav to remove my custom, with witch and
respective compliments,
I remane Dr. Darby Sur
Your verry humbel Servant
JOHN CARNABY.
[Illustration: “WE DON’T KNOW WHAT WE CAN DO TILL WE TRY.”]
[Illustration: “THERE’S A RIGHT WAY AND A WRONG FOR EVERY THING.”]
No. IV.--_To Mister_ BENJAMIN CARNABY, _Brigantine Row,
Deptford._
DEER BENJAMIN,
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