Connecticut western news., 1878-04-25
VOL. VII.

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 Another cheer, much louder. "He has shaken hands with the men, D cried the little agent
 Another cheer, far more vehement.
 "He has patted the babies on the head" said MT. Perker, trembling with anxiety.
 A roar of applause that rent the air
 "He has kissed one of 'em P exclaimed the delighted little man.
 A second roar.
 He has kissed another" gasped the excited manager.
 A third roar.
 "He's kissing 'em all p screamed the enthusiastic little gentleman. And hauled by the deafening shouts of the multitude the procession moved on.
 How or by what means it became mixed up with the other procession, and how it was ever extricated from the con. fusion consequent thereupon, is more than we can undertake to describe, inas- much as MT. Piokwick' 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 glimpse of the scene, by angry and ferocious countenances, by a vast cloud of dust. and by dense crowd of combatants. He represents himself as being forced from the carriage by some unseen power, and being person. ally engaged in 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 remov- ing 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 center for the mayor and his officers i; one of whom-the fat crier of Eatanswill was ringing an enormous bell, by way of commanding silence, while Mr. Hora- tio Fizkn and the honorable Samuel Slumkey, with their hands upon their hearts, were lowing with the utmost af- liability to the troubled sea of heads that inundated the open space in front, and from whence arose storm of groans, and shouts, and yells, and hootings that would have done honor to an earthquake.
 There's Winkle," said MT. Tupman, pulling his friend by the sleeve"
 "Where?" said Mir. Pickwick, putting on his spectacles, which he had forum ately kept in his pocket hitherto.
 "There," said MT. Tupman, "on the top of that house." And there, sure enough, in the leaden gutter of tiled roof, were MT. Wrinkle and Mrs. Potts, comfortably seated in a couple of chairs, waving their handkerchiefs in token of recognition-a compliment which Mir. Pickwick returned by kissing his hand to the lady.
 The proceedings had not yet com menced, and as an inactive crowd is gen erally disposed to be iocose, this very innocent action was sufficient to awaken their facetiousness.
 "Oh you wicked old rascal, cried one voice, '" looking arter the girls, are you %
 ooh, you venerable sinner" cried an other.
 Putting on his spectacles to look at a married 'ooman '" said third.
 "I see him winkin' at her with his wicked old eye," shouted fourth.
 "Look arter your wife, Pott," bel lowed fifth, and then there was a roar of laughter.
 - As these taunts were accompanied with invidious comparisons between Mr. Pickwick and all aged ram, and several witticisms of the like nature; and as they moreover rather tended to convey rehec- tons upon the honor of an innocent lady, MT. Pickwick's indignation was excess sive; but as silence was proclaimed at the moment, he contented himself by scorching the mob with look of pity for their misguided minds, at which they laughed more boisterously than ever.
 "Silence p roared the mayors at tendants.
 Wifin, proclaim silence" said the mayor, with an air of pomp beftting his lofty station. In obedience to this com mand the crier performed another con- certo on the bell, whereupon gentle man in the crowd called out |" mullins , which occasioned another laugh.
 Gentlemen" said the mayor, at as loud pitch as he could possibly force his voice to, "Gentlemen. Brother electors of the Borough of Etanswill. We are met here to-day for the purpose of choosing representative in the room of our late-'
 Here the mayor was interrupted by a voice in the crowd.
 "Suc-cess to the mayor p cried the voice, "and may he never desert the nail and sarspan business, as he got his money by."
 This allusion to the professional pur suits of the orator was received with { storm of delight, which, with bell ac companiament, rendered the remainder of his speech inaudible, with the excep tion of the concluding sentence, in whicl he thanked the meeting for the patien attention with which they had heard hin throughout, an expression of gratitud' which elicited another burst of mirth, O a quarter of an hours duration.
 Next, tall, thin gentleman, in yer. stiff white eckerchief, after being re peatedly desired by the crowd to 'senc 8 boy home to ask whether he hadn' left his voice under the pillow" begged to nominate fit and proper person t. represent them in Parliament. An,