The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-11-26

pressing, and her papa, who lived to bail MT. Micawber several times, and then expired, regretted by a numerous circle. Becoming slightly hysterical, she exclaimed: MT, Micawber may have concealed his difficulties from me in the first instance. The pearl neck lace and bracelets which I inherited from mamma have been disposed of for less than half their value, and the set of coral, which was the wedding gift of my papa, has been actually thrown away for nothing. But I never will desert MT. Micawber. No!' cried Mrs. Micawber, more affected than ever, "I never will do it"
 My lifel" said MT. Micawber, taking her into his arms.
 However, to Mrs. Micawber there came an intuition that her family might do something in the way of a position in the Custom House in Ply mouth for a man of Mir. Micawber's s great talents, and MT. Micawber in- stantly resolved to set out for that place to be on the spot in case any thing turned up.
 They celebrated their resolution by giving a farewell supper to David Cop perfleld. at which Mir. Micawber praised him as being one who had heart to feel and a head to plan and hand to- in short" said Mir Micawber, "a gen eral ability to dispose of such avail able property as could be made away with" David having done errands to the pawnbrokers at times when MT. Mi cawber was prevented from 1t by the poignancy of his feelings and Mrs. Mi cawber by the twins. My dear young friend" said MT Micawber, T am older than you; a man of some experience in life, and-and of some experience, in short, in difficulties, generally speak turns up (which I am. may say, hourly expecting). l have nothing to bestow but advice. Still, my advice Is so far worth taking that-in short, that I have never taken 1t myself, and am the"-here MT. Micawber, who had been beaming and smiling all over his head and face, checked himself and drowned the miserable wretch you now be- holdp
 My dear Micawber" urged Mrs. Mi cawber.
 T say returned MT. Micawber for getting himself and smiling again, the miserable wretch you now behold. My advice is, never do tomorrow what you can do today. Procrastination Is the thief of time. Collar himl My other piece of advice, Copperfield! Annual in come, 20 pounds; annual expenditure, 19. 19. 6; result, happiness. Annual in come, 20 pounds; annual expenditure, 20 pounds, ought and six; result, mis- cry. The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered. the God of Day goes down upon the dreary scene, and-and, In short, you are forever foored. As l am"
 To make his example more impress sive, MT. Micawber drank a glass of punch and whistled the College Horn pipe.
 Although MT. Micawber arrived on the spot in Plymouch. nothing turned up Talent, he discovered, was not wanted in the custom house. In fact, he and Mrs. Micawber saw clearly they would rather not have man of MT. Micaw- ber's talents In the custom house. Mrs. Micawbor's family, also failed to re- ceive him with the ardor which he had reasonably expected, as one so newly re- leased from captivity. In fact his re- ception was not only cool, but one branch of the family became quite personal to MT. Micawber before ne had been there a week. Under the circumstances there was nothing for man of MT. Micawber s spirit left to do but to borrow from that branch of the family the money to re- turn to London at any sacrifice.
 Waiting for Remittance to Turn Up
 On their way back, as they were near the ancient town of Canterbury, MT. Mi cawber was of the opinion that it would be rash not to go there and see the cath edral, first on account of it's being so well worth seeing. and secondly on account of the great probability of something turn ing up in a cathedrel town.
 Here David Copperfield, now living in Canterbury, found them waiting for what Mrs. Micawber hopefully described as remittance from London, pending which