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
11. Enemy brought a fresh action. Boarding again, and obliged to
defend in person. Enemy nonsuited with costs.
To abbreviate pleadings, you will see that our time has been Term time.
Plenty of work at overhours, and I am sorry to say no extra charge. But
I am not going to take a bill of exceptions. I comfort myself for the
loss of my arm--I have lost that limb of the law, Dick--by reflecting
that I am now like Nelson, except the blind eye, and that I do not
follow the Hamiltonian system. Sometimes, however, as I look homeward,
and remember “dear Morton,” I sigh to join you by a _Surrey-joinder_,
and to taste your _Surrey-butter_. I think that is the legal mode of
expressing it.
Nothing can behave better than our men--from the principals down to the
juniors. They fight as if they belonged to Lyon’s Inn. However, a good
many have been ticked off,--including Tyndale, Thessiger, Phillips,
Spankie, Scarlett, Gurney, Wilde, Burney, and some others of our
acquaintance, who have received a general release. For my own part----
[LETTER ENCLOSING THE ABOVE.]
SIR.
Am sorry to Say the man as writ the Inclosed letter, with a bit of
a log, fell Down the Main Hatchway on the 16th instant at 2 P. M.
Was carried down to Cockpit. But the Doctor pronounced it a Bad
Job, and after saying O Law three times was a Corps. He left no
Will nor no property, and was Sowed up and heaved overboard, same
day in lat. 41, 5 N., long. 8, 50 W.
I take the Liberty of writing This that you may inform Parents,
provided there’s father or mother, as well as to his widow and
children, if so be. Should you be encouraged to come out to us in
your friend’s Place, you will be heartily welcome, and lots of as
jolly good fighting as hearts can wish. So no more at present from
Your Humble Servant
THOMAS BENYON.
N.B. Go to the Duncan’s Head in Wapping, and Captain Bligh will tell
you all about the Bounty. That’s if you mean to ’list.
[Illustration: “I HAVE A SILENT SORROW HERE.”]
THE SWEEP’S COMPLAINT.
“I like to meet a sweep--such as come forth with the dawn, or
somewhat earlier, with their little professional notes, sounding
like the peep, peep, of a young sparrow.”--ESSAYS OF ELIA.
----“A voice cried Sweep no more!
Macbeth hath murdered sweep.”--SHAKSPEARE.
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