The herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1835-1837, 1837-04-20
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men," replied Mr.. PickwiclS, but | haven't done
such thing these thirty years"
"Pooh pooh nonsense" said Wardle dragging
his skates Off with the impetuosity which character
ized all his proceedings. "Here; I'll keep your COM
pany come along" And away went the good tenn
pered old fellow down the slide with rapidity which
came very close upon Mr.. Weller, and beat the fat
boy all TO nothing
Mr.. Pickwick paused, considered, pulled off his
gloves and put them in his hat took tive three
short ruH' banked himself as often and at last took
| another run and went slowly and gravely down the
side, with his feet abo yard and quarter apart
amidst the srahfed shouts of all the spectators.
Keep the pot boilin" said Sam and down went
WardIe again, and then Mr.. Pickwick, and thenSam,
and then Mr. Bob Sawyer, and then the fat boy and
then Mr.. Snodgrass, following closely upon each
others heels, and running after each other with as
much eagerness if all their future prosperity in life
depended on their expedition.
1t was the most intensely interesting thing to OBJ
serve the manner in which Mr. Pickwick performed
his share in the ceremony; to watch the torture Of
anxiety with which he viewed the person behind
gazing upon him at the imminent hazard of tripping
him up: to see him gradually expand the painful
force which he had put on at first and turn slowly
round the slide, with his face towards the point
from which he had started to contemplate the play
full smile which mantled on his face when he had
complished the distance and the eagerness with
which he turned round when he had done so, and run
after his predecessor his black CATERS tripping plea
sanity through the snow, and his eyes beaming
cheerfulness and gladness through his spectaces
upon the average of every third round,) il the
most nvigoratng sight that can possibly be imagined
TO behold him gather up his hat handkerchief, and
gloves with glowing countenance and resume his
station in the rank, with ardor and enthusiasm
which nothing could abate.
The sport was at its height, the sliding at the
quickest, the laughter was at the loudest when a
sharp smart crack was heard There was a quick
rlsh towards the bank, wild scream from the la
dies, and a shout from Mr.. Tupman large mass
of ice disappeared the water dubbed it, and Mr.
Pckwick's hat, gloves, and handkerchief were float
ing the surface; and this all of Mr. Pickwick
that any body could see.
Dsmay and anguish were depicted on every coun-
enance-the males turned pale and the females faint
ed-Mr Snodgrass and Mr. Wrinkle grasped each
ether by the hand and gazed the spot where their
leader had gone down, with frenzied eagerness-
while MIR. Tupman, by way of rendering the prompt
est assistance and at the same time conveying any
person who might be within hearing, The clearest
possible notion Of he catastrophe, across the
country At his utmost speed, screaming fire y with
all his might and main.
Ii was at this very moment when old Warde and
Sam Weller were approaching the hole with cautious
steps and Mr. Benz Allen was holding hurried con-
sutaton with Mr.. Bob Sawyer, the ACCESSIBILITY of
bleeding the company generally, as an improving lit
tie bit of professional pracce-it was at this very
ment that face head and shoulders, emerged from
beneath the water and disclosed the features and spec
acles of Mr.. Pickwck.
Keep yourself up for an instant-for only one in
stant," bawled Mr.. Snodgrass.
"Yes, do-ct me implore you for my sake roar
ed Mr.. Wrinkle, deeply affected.
The adjuration rather unnecessary-the pro5a-
bility being, that if Mr.. Pickwick had declined to
keep himself up for anybody else's sake, it would
we occurred 10 him that he might well do 80 for
his own.
DO you feel bottom there, old fellow y said
Wardle.
eyes, certainly" replied Mr. Pickwick, wringing
the water from his head and face, and gaspng for
breath. 81 fell upon my back. | couldn't get on my
feet at first"
The clay upon so much of Mr.. Pickw.ck's coat as
yet visible, bore testimony TO the accuracy of
this statements and the fears OF the speca were
still further relieved by the fat boys suddenly recol
Letting that the water was no where NOR than five
feet deep, prodges Of valor performed TO get him
out. Alter a vast quantity of splashing and crack
ing, and struggling, Mr. Pickwick at length fairly
extricaed from his unpleasant position and once more
stood On dry land
"Oh he'll catch his death OF cold" said Emily.
Dear old thing" said Arabella. "Let nc wrap
this shawl around you, Mr.. Pickwick."
"Ah, that's the best thing you can do" said War
de and when you We got IL on run home as fast as
your legs can carry you and jump into bed directly"
dozen shawls were offered the instant; and
three or four of the thckes having been selected Mr..
Pickwlck was wrapped up, and started oil, under the
guidance OF Mr.. Wellerpreseni ng the singular phe-
nomenon Of an elderly gentleman dripping wet and
without hat with arms bound down 10 his sides,
skimming the ground without any clearly defin-
ed purpose at the rate of six good English miles
hour.
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