Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1836-12-07

NJ 8 G Z, ~ z.

AN ENGLISH ELECTION SCENE.

& " is every thing ready I! SAID the
honorable Samuel Slumkey to Mr.. Per-
kery
Every thing, my dear Sir" was
the little mans reply.
"Nothing has been omitted, | hope"
said the honorable Samuel Slumkey.
"Nothing has been left undone, my
dear Sir-nothing whatever. There
are twenty washed men at the street
door for you to shake hands with !; and
SIX children in arms that you are to
nat on the head and inquire the age of,
nv dear Sir,-it always has a great ef-
feet, that sort o thing"
"Ill take care" said the honorable
Samuel Slumkey.
"And, perhaps, my dear Sir" said
the cautious little man, 1" perhaps if you
r24ld-I don't mean to say it's indis.
pehsible-but if you could manage to
kiss one OF them, it would produce a
great impression on the crowd"
Wouldn't it have as good an effect
1.-THE proposer or seconder did that?'
said the honorable Samuel Slumkey.
"Why, | am afraid it wouldn't"
replied the agent if it were done by
Yourself, my dear Sir, it would make
you very popular"
avery WE'LL" said the honorable
Samuel Slumkey, with a resigned air,
then it must be done. That's ALL"
"Arrange the procession" cried the
twenty committee men.
Amidst the cheers of the assembled
throng, the band, and the constables,
and the committee men, and the voters
and the horsemen, and the carriages,
took their places-each of the two
horse vehicles being closely packed
with as many gentlemen as could man.
age to stand upright IN it and that as
signed to Mr.. Perker, containing Mr..
Pickwick, Mr.. Tupman, Mr.. Snod-
grass, and about half u dozen Of the
committee besides.
There was a moment Of awful sus-
pense as the procession waited for the
honorable Samuel Slumkey to step in
to his carriage. Suddenly the crowd
set up a great cheering.
Gle has come out" said little Mr..
Perker greatly excited !; the more so
as their position did not enable them to
STE what was going forward.
Another cheer, much louder.
."He has shaken hands with the
men," cried the little agent.
-z4Iou cL1or Cor ponrn UphpVnpnt
"He has patted the babes on the
said Mr.. Perker, trembling with anxl-
ETY..
A roar Of applause that rent the air.
Gle has kissed one of emf ex-
claimed the delighted little man.
Another roar.
"He has kissed another" gasped the
excited manager.
A third roar.
"He's kissing 'em all screamed
the enthusiastic little gentleman. And,
hailed by the deafening shouts of the
multitude, the procession moved on.
How or by what means it became MIX
ed up with the other procession, and
how it was ever e~xtricated from the
confusion consequent ~thereupon, Is
more than we can undertake to des-
cribe, inasmuch as Mr.. Pickwick's hat
was knocked over his eyes, nose and
mouth, by one poke of a buff flag staff,
very early in the proceedings. He
describes himself as being surrounded
on every side, when he could catch a
glimpse ofthe scene, by angry and fe-
rocious countenances, by a vast cloud
of dust, and by a dense cloud OF com
%batants. He represents himself as be-
ing forced from the carriage by some
unseen power, and being engaged IN a
pugilistic encounter but with whom,
or how, or why, he is wholly unable to
state. He then felt himself forced up
some wooden steps by the persons from
behind and on removing his hat, found
himself surrounded by his friends, IN
the very front of the left hand side OF
the hustings. The right was reserved
for the Buff party, and the centre Tor
the nave and his officers; n OF
whom-the fat crier of Eatanswill-
vas ringing an enormous bell by way
Recommending silence, while Mr.. Ho.
ratio Fizkin, and the honorable Samuel
SIumkev, with their hands upon their
hearts, we're bowling with the utmost
afiabllity to the troubled sea of heads
that inundated the open space IN front +;
and from whence arose a storm oil
sfoans and shouts and yells and hoot>
ings, that would have done honor 10
an earthquake.
"There's Winkle," said Mr.. Tup-
man, pulling his friend by the sleeve
"Where 2" said Mr.. Pickwick, put
ting on his spectacles, whichhe had tor
smnately kept in his pocket hitherto.
"There," said Mr.. Tupman, "on
~ = - ADH fhnFa