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

cunlary obligations at the hotel. m condition led MT Mcawber to remar that when the worst comes to the worst man is never without friends if he possessed of shaving materials, dread fui hint that led Mrs. Micawber [ throw her arms around his neck and en treat him to be calm. MT. Micawbe wept, and rang the bell for the waite to bespeak hot kidney pudding and plate of shrimps for breakfast in tn morning.
 MT Micawber had a strong present. ment that the remittance would come by the next days post, and invited hi friend Copperfield. to whom he referre' now habitually as the friend of hi youth, to be their guest at a farewell dinner. Though the remittance did no come. the dinner was ordered and quit beautiful little dinner 1t was, choic' fish. the kidney end of loin of yea roasted, sausage meat, a partridge an' pudding.
 David Copperfeld never had seen an! one so jovial as MT. Micawher was t' the very last moment of the evening
  ' o'clock next morning, to receive letter dated a quarter of an hour afte he had left them. saying;
 My Dear Young Friend-The die Il cast-all Is over Hiding the ravages O care with sickly mask of mirth, have not informed you this evening that there is no hope of the remit tancel Under these circumstances have discharged the pecuniary liabilit! contracted at this establishment py giV ing a note of hand, made payable l. days after date, at my residence, Fen tonville. When 1t becomes due It VII not be taken up. The result Is destruc ton. The bolt is impending and th' tree must fall.
 "This is the last communication, m. dear Copperfeld. you will ever receive
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 WILKINS MICAWBER.'
 David hastened to the hotel, but hali way there was met by the London coach with MT. and Mrs. Micawber or the top. MT. Micawber smiling in tran ouil endowment at Mrs Micawber's con- versation and eating walnuts out of a paper bag, while a bottle stuck opti- mistically out of his breast pocket. MT. Micawber Advertises His Talents
 In London MT. Micawber concen- trated his attention on selling corn or commission. He was forced to the con clusion, after patient experiment tha it was not an avocation of remuner ative description, and Mrs. Micawbe concurred justly remarking that whil' 1t might be a gentleman1y profession commission to the extent of two shil lings and nine pence in fortnigh could not, however limited their idea' might be, be considered remunerative
 You are no stranger" said MT Micawber at this time to Copperfield who found them in London and invited them to dinner, "to the fact that there have been periods in my life when i has been requisite that I should paust until certain expected events should turn up; when 1t has been necessar! that I should fall back before making what I trust I shall not be accused oi presumption In terming-a spring. Int present is one of those momentou' stages in the life of man. You hat me fallen back. FOR a spring, and have every reason to believe that z vigorous leap will shortly be the re suit"
 Here Is MT Micawber with a variety of qualifications" said Mrs. Micawber elucidating, with great talent, witf genius. and without any suitable DO sition or employment. Where does tha responsibility rest? Clearly on society Then. 1t apears to me. what Mr. Mi cawber has to do. Is to throw dowi the gauntlet to society. and say in eff feet: Show me who will take that up Let the party immediately step for ward What MT. Micawber has to do is to advertise in all the papers, setting forth his qualifications"
 MT. Micawber drank to this senti ment in punch and emerged to declare that as soon as the advertisement shou1d have been the cause of some thing satisfactory turning up, he pro nosed to move. He mentioned a ter race on oxford street fronting Hyde mark, on which he had long had al eve. but which he did not plan to take immediately, as it would require a large establishment. There would probably be an interval in which he would content himself with the upper part of a house. say in Piccadilly where by throwing out a bow win dow or carrying up the roof another story. they might live comftrably and for a. few years and where there would always be a room and q knife and fork for Copperfeld and his friends.
 When he left David Copperfield hs thrust a letter into his hand It was dated an hour and one-half before. Il said:
 "sir-for dare not say My Dear Cop perfield:'
 ''It is expedient that I should inform yo, that the undersigned is Crushed. Hope has sunk beneath the horizon and tho undersigned Is Crushed. The present communication Is penned within the per. sonal range q cannot call it society," oi an individual in state closely bordering on intoxication, employed by a broker That individual is inlegal possession o the premises under distress for rent.
 After promising this much, 1t would be work of superrogation to add that dust and ashes are forever scattered.
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