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able. and I beseeched • glass of beer. It Calif. and
Death in the Pet &kilted at, mice the mardevone
cosigns of the Newer. amides indices. Spanish
juice, hartshorn shavings. orange powder, copperas,
opium, tobacco. nix vonrie•—•such were the shock'
ing words be kept remedial to id then
again," MRS. TROLLOPS is poisuist!"--44 May I
tout heves single cup of tee, Mr, Ageism?" I asked
imploringly, and the chemist shook his head.. He
then opened the tes-eaddy. and emptying its con.
tents. rubbed ma best green tea between his herd
bossy palms. " Sloe-leaves, and white-thorn heves.
Madam. coloured with Dutch pink, and with the
fine green bloom of verdigrisr ! Mitch, in the
course of your regolar life. you sonar have
swallowed !"—" Might I try the coffee r Obi
Mr. North, 'Mr. North. you know my age,
and never once, rioting my whole existence, have
tasted coffre. I have been deluded by pees*
and beano, sand. gravel. and vegetable pow.
der ! Mr. Accuse called it siostoffee. most in.
Ammo* stuff. and soft for human food ! Alas !
the day that I was born! In despeir I asked for a
glen of water, and just ea the sparkling beverage
was about to touch my pale quivering lips,,nay
friend, for I must call him so in spite of every
thing, interfered. and tasting it, squirted it out of
his mouth, with a most alarming contiteuenee.
" It comes out of • had cistern...it is • deadly
poison.'' Here I threw myself on my knees be..
fore this inexorable man, and cried, " Mr. ^Di.ath
in the Pot. is there in heaven, on earth, ise the
waters under the earth, any one particle of matter
that is not impregnated with death ? What means
this desperate mockery ? For mercy's sake give me
the very smallest piece of bread and cheese, or
can support myself no longer. Are we, or are we
not, to hove a morsel of breakfast this flay ?" He cut
of about an inch long piece of cheese from that iden-
tical double Gloucester that you yourself, Mr.
North, chose foe me. on your last visit to London.
and declared that it had been reoffered most poi-
sonous by the soothe used to colour-it. "There
is here, Mrs. Trollope, a quantity of red lead.
Have you, Madam, never experienced, after de-
vouring half a pound of this cheese. an indescrib-
able pans in the region of the abdomen and of the
stomach. accompailied oath • feeling of tension,
which occasioned much restlessness. anxiety, and
repugnance to food! Have you never frit, after
aWelsli rabbit of it, • very violent cholic ?" Yes,
yes—often. often." I exclaimed. "And did you use
pepper and mustard ?"—" I did even so."—" Let
me see she castors." 1 rose from my knees, and
brought them out. He pulled out a little pepper
into the palm of his helm. and went on a. usual,
" This, Madam, is spurious pepper altogether—it is
made op of oil cakes (the residue of linseed, from
which the oil has beets pressed), common clay,
and, perhaps, • small portion of Cayenne pep.
per (itself probably artificial or adulterated),
to make it pungent. Bat now for the mustard."
at this juncture the servant maid came in, and I
told her .that I was poisoned—she fret up a prodi•
gums scream, and Mr. Accum let fall the mustard
pot on the carpet. But it is Needless for me to pro.
long the shocking narrative. They assisted me to
get into bed, from which I never more expect to rise.
My eyes have been opened, and I see the horrors
of my situation. I now remember the most excru-
ciating chalk. and divers other pangs, which I
tboeght nothing .1 at the time, hut which
mast have been the effect of the deleterious solids
and liquids which 1 was daily introducing into my
stomach. It appears that I have never, so much
as once. either eat or drank • real thing—that is,
a thing being what it pretended to he. Oh ! the
weight of Iced and of copper that has passed through
my body ! Oh! too, the gravel and the sand ! But
it is impossible to deceive me now. This very
evening some bread were brought to me. Bread !
I cried out indignantly—Take the vile deception
oat of my sight. Yes, my dear Kit, it was a villain-
ous loaf of clay sod alum ! But my resolution is
fixed, and I hope to die in peace. Heuerforth. I
shall not allow one particle of matter to descend into
my stomach! Already I feel myself "of the earth.
earthy." Mr. Accum seldom I by bed side—
end yesterday brought with him several eatables
and drinkable., Which he insured me he had
analysed, subjected to the Trot Act, end found
them to he coeffirmists. But I have no trust in che-
mistry. His ronirtrr.lind looked like. chip cut off the
corner of a otiose block. It was a manifest sham
loaf. After bring deluded in my Holland.. but in
my brandy. and having found my muffins a mock-
ery. never snort. shall Ihe thrown off my guard. I
am waxing weaker and weaker—so farewell ! Be-
wildering indeed has been the destiny of
SIMS N DIA TROLLOPS.
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P.S.—I have opened sly asietresee letter to add,
that atm died this evening about a quarter past
eight, tii excruciating torments.
SALLY n 0411116.

Europe owe. infinite gratitude to the memory of
Sir Faxnets Manx, who first introduced lieu
America the potato. We are assured. that there
grows in•Sauta Fe de Bogota, a root even more
uotorisbrog and as prolific as the pobttni.„ It is
called Arfikstscke. It resembles the Spanish cues.
nut iss taste and firmness. It is the italics of
the Cordillera., a climate as temperate as that
of Europe, and might be cultivated here with
the sane facility as the potato. It would he a most
• desirable thing to procure the !Aunt as well es souse
of the seed ; and we airilesily decomineud it so tint
Admiralty to instruct the officer's of ships on the
South American station to make isigairies concerts.
ing it, sail tiring a few of the roots home for the
purpuse of experiment.
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