Evening star., 1929-01-01
WORLD FAMOUS STORIES
MR.. PICKWICK IN A BARROW.
BY CHARLES DICKENS.

tcharles Dickens. lsl2-l87o. was famous
British novelist, author of The Plckwick
Papers" David Copperfeld," "A Tale of
Two Cities" etcD
Mr.. P;ckwick was particularly desirous
TO go along on the hunt and view the
sport. the more especially as he was
rather anxious in respect of Mr.. Winkle's
life and limbs, doubling that worthy's
ability to handle a gun with safety. Mr..
Pickwick. however, did not shoot, and
besides, this particular morning he was
too lame to walk far.
There's a barrow t'other side the
hedge" said the boy. IF the gentle
mans servant would wheel along the
paths, he could keep nigh us, and we
could lift it over the stiles, and that"
The very thing" said Mr.. Weller,
who was party interested, inasmuch as
he ardently longed to see the sport along
said, Smallcheek; I'll have it out in a
minute"
But here difficulty arose The game
keeper resolutely protested against the
introduction into shooting party of a
gentleman in barrow, as gross viola
ton Of all established rules and
precedentS.
1t was a great objection, but not an
insurmontable one. The gamekeeper
having been coaxed and tipped, and
having, moreover, eased his mind by
punching the head of the inventive
youth who had first suggested the use
or the machine, Mr.. Pickwick was placed
In 1t. and off the party set; Wardle
and the gamekeeper leading the way
and Mr.. Pickwick in the barrow. pro-
PEELED by Sam. bringing up the rear.
Came lunchtime, and they picked a
green knoll where it would be cool and
shady. There were many good things
to eat, including jar of beer and a
Jar OF cold punch. 1t needed no Sec
ond invitation to induce the party to
yield full justice to the meal; and as
little TO the beverages
Come" said Mr. WaraHe to Mr.. Pick
WICK" have glass of punch!"
With great pleasure" said Mr.. Pick
wick; the satisfaction of whose face,
after drinking it, bore testimony to the
sincerity Of his reply.
Good" said Mr.. Pickwick, smacking
his lips. Very good. III take another
Cool; very cool. Come, gentlemen" con-
tinued Mr.. Pickwick, still retaining his
hold upon the jar. "a toast. Our
friends at Dingley Dell"
The toast was drunk with loud ac-
Carnations.
Well, that certainly is most capital
cold punch" said Mr.. Pickwick, look
Ing earnestly at the stone bottle: land
the day is extremely warm, and
Tupman, my dear friend, a glass of
punch?"
With the greatest delight" replied
Mr.. Tupman. and having drunk that
glass, Mr.. Pickwick took another just
to see whether there was any orange
peel in the punch, because orange peel
always disagreed with him; and find
ing that there was not, Mr.. Pickwick
took another glass to the health of
their absent friend, and then felt him
self imperatively called upon to propose
another in honor Of the punch COM
FOUNDER, unknown.
This constant succession of glasses
produced considerable effect upon Mr.
Pickwick; his countenance beamed with
the most sunny smiles, laughter played
around his lips and good-humored mer-
riment twinkled in his eye. Yielding
to the influence of the exciting liquid
rendered more so by the heat. MIR
Pickwick expressed strong desire Il
recollect song which he had hearc
in his infancy, and the attempt prov
ing abortive. sought to stimulate hi!
memory with more glasses of punch
which appeared to have quite a con.
trary effect; for, from forgetting thu
words of the song, he began to forge
how to articulate any words at all; anC
finally, after rising to his legs to ad
dress the company in an eloquen
speech. ne fell into the wheelbarrow
and fast asleep simultaneously.
1t being found perfectly impossibl
% awaken Mr. Pickwick from hi
etupor, some discussion took plac
whether it would be better for MI
Weller to wheel his master back agair
pr to leave him where he was, until the
should all be ready to return. The lat
er course was at length decided or
70 away they went, leaving Mr.. Pick
wick snoring most comfortably in tn
6hade.
Now this wheelparrow with Mr. Pick
wick in it was on property belonging t
me Capt Boldwig. Capt Boldwig wa
little fierce man in stiff blac
heckerchief, who, when he did con
descend to walk about his property, di
t IN company with thick rattan an
gardener and subgardener with NEE
aces. to whom Capt. Boldwig gave h
orders with all due grandeur an
ferocity.
Mr.. PlckWlck had not been aSlee
half an hour when little Capt. BoldWi
followed by the two gardeners, cam
tTiding along as fast as his size an
Importance would let him. He sa'
signs of a hunt, and of picnic.
gave orders for a No Trespassine
ign to be put up. Then Mr.. Pickwic
As. found
no are you, you raScal?" said II
1 administering several pokes