Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1837-08-09
THE PICKWICK FAMILY.

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THE PICKWlCK FAMILY.
We'll, Sammy said the father.
We'll, my Prooshan Blue,' said the son.
laying down his pen; whats the last bul.
letn about mother.in-law.'
'Mrs. Weller passed VERY good night
but is uncommon perwerse and unpleasant
this mornin'-signed under oath-S. Vel.
Ter, Esquire, Senior. That's the last vun
as was issued, Sammy replied Mr.. Weller
untying his shawl.
mo better yeti? inquired Sam.
'All the symptoms aggravated replied
Mr.. Weller shaking his head. But what's
that you're doin' of-pursuit of know.
ledge under diflicuties-eh SammyP
five done now,' said Sam, with slight
embarrassment 'I've been a writin'.'
So see,' replied Mr.. Weller. NO,
to any young 'ooman, hope, Sammyl'
why, it's no use sayin' it amt re.
piled Sam Its valentine
"a what 2 exclaimed Mr.. Weller, appa.
rently horror stricken by the word.
"A valentine replied Sam.
'Samivel, Samivel,' exclaimed Mr.. Wei.
Ter, in reproachful accents, Il didn't think
you'd ha' done it. After the warnin' you're
had O. your fathers vicious perpensiies,ar.
ter all I've said to you upon this here wcr.
ry subject; arter actiwally SEEM and bcl'
in the company o. your own molher-in. law.
which should ha thought vos a moral les
son as no man could ha' forgotted to his dy.
in day, | didn't think you'd ha' done il.
These reflections were too much for the
good old man. He raised Sans tumbler
to his lips and drank off the contents.
'Vot's the matter now?' said Sam.
'Nev'r mind, Sammy, replied Mr.. Wei.
Ter, it'll be an agonizing trial 10 me at my
time o life but Pm pretty tough. that's vun
consolation, as the VERY old turkey re-.
marked ven the farmer, said he was afraid
he should be obliged to kill him for the
London Market
'Wot'll be triall' inquired Sam.
TO see you married, Sammy, to see
you diludid victim, and thinkin' in your
innocence that it's all very capital,
replied Mr.. Weller. Its dreadful tri.
al to fathers feelin's that ERE, Sammy
Nonsense said Sam, Il amt agoin' TO
get married, don't you fret yourself about
that; | know your judge of these things.
Order in your pipe, and III read you the
etter-there.'
We cannot distinctly say whether it was
the prospect of the pipe, or the consolatory
reflection that fatal disposition to get
married ran in the family and couldn't be
helped, which Mr.. Weller's feelings had
caused his grief to subside. We should
be rather disposed to say that the result
was attained by combining the two sources
of consolation, for he repeated the second
in low tone, very frequently; ringing the
bell meanwhile to order the first.-He then
Invested himself of his upper coat; and
lighting the pipe and placing himself in
| front of the fire with his back towards it,
so that he could feel its full heat, and re-
cline against the mantlepiece at the same
time turned towards Sam, and with q
countenance greatly Modified by the soft
ming influence oftobacco, requested him to
fire away
Sam dipped his pen into the ink TO be
ready for any corrections, and began with
a very theatrical air.
Lovely
Stop said Mr.. Weller, ringing the bell
"A double glass of the inwariable, my
DEAR
'Very well, SIR replied the girl, who with
great quckness appeared, vanished, return.
ed, and disappeared.
They seem to know your ways here,
observed Sam.
yes replied the father, I've been here
before in my time. Go on Sammy
Lovely creature repeated Sam.
''Tain't in poetry is it 7 interposed the
father.
NO, no. replied Sam.
'Werry glad to hear it, said Mr.. Weller
'Poetry's unnatural; no man ever talked
| poetry 'cept beade on boxing day, Of
Warrin's blackin, or Rowland's oil or some
othem low fellows; never let yourself
TO talk poetry, my boy. Begin again Sam
my
Mr.. Weller resumed his pipe with crit
cal solemnity, and Sam once more com
menced and read as follows
''Lovcly creature, feel myself damned
-"
That amt proper said Mr.. Weller, talk
ing his pipe from his mouth.
NO; it amt Damned observed Sam
holding the letter up TO the light, 'it'
'shamed,' there's blot there, Il feel mysel
ashamed
'Werry good,' said Mr.. Weller. 'G'
on
| Il forgot what this here word is, SAT-
Sam, scratching his head with the pen, il
vain attempts to remember.
why don't you look at it then 7 inquir
cd Mr.. Weller.
so ] am lookin' at it, replied Sam, 'bu
here's another blot; here's &C. and =,
and 'r.'
'Circumwented, p'raps,' suggested Mr.
Weller. !.
mo it amt thatl' said Sam, 'circumscrIb
ed that's it.
THAT aint as good word as circum
vented, Sammy said Mr.. Weller rathe
gravely. srsr
Think not said Sam.
+ Nothing like it, replied the father.
But don't you think it means more 7 in
quircd Sam.
well p'raps it is more tenderer word
said Mr.. Weller, after few moments re