The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-08-29

and saving person." said Mrs. Bardell, trembling and edging toward her lodger. 'The person 1 have in mind" continued MT. Pickwick, possesses these require ments and has also a shreWd knowledge of the world which may be L.- iul to me. The arrangement I am about to make will save you much trouble, and when I am in town you will always have some one to sit with you. And your little boy. too, he will have playfellow' "Oh, you dear" cried Mrs. Bardell, and fell faint ing into MT. Pickwick's arms just as MT Tupman, MT. Snodgrass and MT. Win lle came up the stairs and stopped in as- tonishment at the parlor door. Mrs. Bar dell. don't, my dear creature, don't" cried MT. Pickwick in terror, and then, seeing his friends, stood speeches. and dazed, holding his dropping burden.
 q am better now" said Mrs. Bar dell, reviving and wiping her eyes. Let me lead you down stairs" said the gallant Tupman. The three friends gazed at MT. Pickwick without a word when MT Tupman returned. q cannot conceive" said MT. Pickwiclz, breaking the painful silence, what is the matter with that woman, I was just telling her that I was about to engage a manservant when she tainted in my arms. It was a very embar- rassing situation" Very" remarked the three friends dryly. If you think =" began MT. Pickwick savagely. "Oh not at all," remarked the three friends. Fortunate at that moment diver sion was created by the arrival of MT. Weller The negotiations with Sam was quickly concluded.
 "The place suits my complaint un- common" said he as, dressed in new livery, he took his place with the ickwickians on the Eatanswill coach next morning. They were bound to Eatanswlll to witness an election at the invitation of MT. Perker the law yer who was agent for one of the candidates While they were there Mrs. Leo Hunter gave a garden party and invited the distinguished visitors. It was a costume party, but MT. Pick wick, in deference to his celebrity, was
 
 The rotund Tupman declared his inten- tion of going as an Italian briganu. DO you mean to tell he." said Mi. Pickwick, that you intend to present yourself before the public in a green velvet jacket with two-inch tail?' Such Is my intention, sir" replied Tupman; why not?" You are too old sir-and too fat "Too old; too fatl exclaimed Tupman. sir, you are a fel- loww You are another" retorted MT. Pickwick. q must take summary ven
 geancew cried Tupman. Come on,' said MT. Pickwick, squaring off. But here MT. Snodgrass regained his pow CT of speech. and soon the chief and his fat and devoted follower wer. apologizing to each other-and MT.
 Tupman did go as bandit with q two-inch tail.
 But the principal event of Mrs. Leo
 Hunters garden party, for the Pickwick- fans at least, was the appearance of MT.
 Jingle. He came bustling into the crowd
 ed refreshment tent saying, What a crowd-regular mangle-" and was greet ed by Mrs. Hunter with My dear MT. Fitz-Marshall, come right here' But
 Jingle caught sight of Pickwick and his friends, and saying: "Forgot-give direc- tions to postillion-back in minute" dis appeared like magic. As MT. Fitz-Mar- shall, a man of property, Jingle, we'll dressed by some means, and accompanied by a manservant in mulberry -colored livery, had been looking for a rich wife in Eatanswill society. They traced him to Bury, but they did not catch him. Keen as Sam Weller was, Jingle and Job Trotter. his servant, were for once too
 many for him. The bird got away, while