Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1836-11-10
From the :. Piekwiek Papers. !,

to-day, supposed"
"Reglar game, sir" replied Mr..
Weller; "oar peoples a collecting
down al the Town Arms, and they're
a hollering themselves hoarse already"
"Ah, said Mr.. Pickwick, ''do they
seem devoted to their party, SAM"
"Never e such devotion in my life
sir"
Energetic, eh 2" said Mr.. Pick
wick.
"Uncommon," replied Sam; 81 never
see men cat and drink 50 much afore.
/ wonder they ant afeerd o'bustin."
"That's the mistaken kindness of the
gentry here" said Mr.. Pickwick.
"Wherry likely returned Sam
briefly.
"Fine, fresh, hearty fellows they
SEEM" said Mr.. Pickwick, glancing
from the window.
"Wherry fresh," replied Sam; ''me
and the two walters al the Peacock, has
been pumpin over the independent wo.
tiers as supped here last night"
Dumping over the independent vo-
tersl" exclaimed Mr.. Pickwick.
YES" said his attendant: ''every
man slept we're he fell down; we drag
ged 'em out one by one this mornin',
and put 'em under the pump, and they
are in a regular fine order now Shiliir,
a head the committee paid us for that
ere job"
"Lord bless your heart, said Sam,
'twhy where was you half baptised!-
that's nothin' that ant"
"Nothing!' said Mr.. Pickwick.
"Nothin' at all, SIR" replied his at
tendant.-"The night afore the last
day o'the election here, the opposite
party bribed the bar-maid al the Town
Arms, to hocus the brandy and water
of fourteen unpoIled electors as was
stoPPin in the house,"
"What do you mean by 'hocussing'
brandy and watcrl' inquired Mr.. Pick
wick.
"Putt'n' laud'num in it," replied
Sam. "Blessed if she didn't send EN-
all to sleep till twelve hours arter the
election was over. They took one
man up to the booth in a truck, fast
asleep, by way of experiment, but ii
was no go-they wouldn't poll him /; so
they brought him back, and put him to
bed again"
Strange practices, these" said Mr..
Pickwick.
"You are quite a philosopher,
SAM" said Mr.. Pickwick.
at runs in the family, ! believe, sir"
re piled Mr.. Weller, my fathers very
much in that line now. lfmy mother
in-Iaw blows him up, he whistles. She
flies in a passion and breaks his pipe
he steps out, and gets another. Then
she screams very loud /; and falls into
'sterlcs, and he smokes very comforta-
bly, till she m to agIn. That's
philosophy, sir, an'titT"
GA very good substitute for it, at all
events" replied Mr.. Pickwick, laugh
ing. at must have been of great SER
vice to you in the course o fyour ram
bling life"
"Service, sir :" exclaimed Mr.. We'll
Ter, "you may say that. After run
away from the carrier, and before |
took up with the wagner, had un-
furnished lodgin's for a fortnight"
"Unfurnished lodgings 2" said Mr..
Pickwick.
"Yes-the dry arches of Waterloo
Bridge. Fine sleeping place-vitin ten
minutes walk of all the public offices.
fthere's any objection to it, it is that
the elevations rather too airy. see
some queer sights there"
"Ah, | suppose you did," said Mr..
Pickwick, with an air Of considerable
interest.
"Sights, sir" resumed Mr.. Weller,
"as nd penetrate your benevolent heart
and come out on the other side. You
don't see the regular Migrants there
trust 'em, they knows better than that.
Young beggers, male and female, as
hasn't made a rise in their profession /;
takesu up their quarters there sometimes
but tits generally the worn out, star
wing, houselesS creatures as rolls them
selves up in the dark corners O. them
lonesome places-poor creatures as
ant up to the two.penny roPer"
"And pray, Sam, what is the two
penny rope z" inquired MIR. Pickwick.
"The two-penny rope, sir" replied
Mr.. Weller, sis just a cheap lodgin'
house, we're the beds is two-pence a
night" .,
What do you call a bed a rope lor!'
| said Mr.. Pickwick.
"Bless your innocence, sir, that ant
it," replied Sam. Sven the lady and
gen'lm'n as keeps the 'otel, first began
business, they used to make beds on
the floor; but this wouldn't do at no
price, COS instead O. takin a moderate
two.penn'orth of sleep, the dodgers