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Master Brown does justice to everything, ofcoursethat sweet child is now pulling the merry thought with hismaiden aunt; he is victor, and, as no one wishes to know his thoughts, seems determined to tell them, wishing Jemy. And Mr. Latimer wouldlook sharp, and knock up the match Mamma spoke of; as then he should bebreeched, have pockets, and money: here the little dear turned to theCaptain, saying, Youll give me a crown, wont you?a question atwhich the maiden aunt blushed intensely, as did Mrs. Brown, whoattempted to hide her emotion by saying, What strange things do think ofat the same time helping a gentleman who had hadenoughthe bashful gentleman, who sat at the junction of the tables, and appeared so incommoded by the tableland of one being higher thanthe tableland of the othercausing his plate to oscillate in a veryremarkable manner, and discharge its contents in his lap, the conjoinedlegs compelling him either to sit at a fearful distance, and spill thegravy, or to split his kerseymeres, by extending them too much for theirfrail make:however, he has at last succeeded in thrusting one kneebetween them, and the shorter leg of the two off Bunyans PilgrimsProgressused to stilt it;letting the unfortunate gentlemanspudding down, and his plate travel, until at last it stops, performing agyration, all to itself, under the sideboard.

During this clatter, the ladies rise and depart, leaving the gentlemento drown all disappointments in the wine. Mr. Brown, feeling calledupon, rises, apologizing for certain misfortunes, herein describedatthe same time trusting that such events might never happen again; and, in the end, eulogizing Mrs. B. , who is painted in glowing colours, by apainter who said he should not have painted it; or, as any one elsemight have observed, introduced two virtuously amiable daughters, soprominently in the foreground. After a noble reply by Captain de Camp, of the Hon. East India Companys service, from Madras, and much applausefrom the diners, they ascend, to join the ladies; forming, round thedrawingroomfire, a vast amphitheatre, in the centre of which, gladiatorial contend for nuts and orangesCaptain de Campfilling the post of honour, making himself at home in Mr. Browns easychair and slippers. Mr. Wellesley drags in the yulelog, much to thedetriment of the Brussels, and the annoyance of the guests; for, uponplacing it in the grate, it causes everything to be covered with blacktadpoles, nearly extinguishing the fireuntil it ignites, roasting thecompany, and making the pot a whiteheat.
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The Captain has repeated last evenings brew, upon a larger scale, in the little bason, or wassailbowl. Master Wellesley has kissedAngelina under the misletoe, suspended from the chandelier, and placedin the centre of the amphitheatre, for that purpose. Mr. Latimer hastaken the opportunity, as Jemima turned up a refractory burner; andeverybody kissed everybody else they liked, or could catch there. Theentertaining Captain has narrated an effective anecdote of an enragedelephant, and a precious big boar speared in a savage jungleto whichhe might have added, with no more personal risk than Mrs. Brown mayexperience when hunting for a boa in her wardrobe. And, Mr. Mouldy, thecity merchant, who dealt in rags, sang about a little excitable pig, andMac Mullins Lament; whilst Mr. Snobbinswho it was hoped would sitand be silent, has broken the spell, dared to remember old times, sleeping under a counter, and the pugnacity of Brown, when they were ina mess at the bluesmaking Captain de Camp think more of a militaryrepast than Christs Hospital;until the blues were dispelled byMr. Snobbins singing The gallant prentice boy:not that the companywould have lacked a military man, had the Captain been absent, for therewas Cowed, the meek Bermondsey tanner, by livery a hatter, and withal asoldiera member of the Hon. Artillery Company, he who sang about Godblessing the old cows hide, and a

No one knows where the barbarous atrocities would have ended, and allbefore the refined strangers, too, had not the olivebranchesdisposedfor rest by their several mammas in the room aboveall awoke at once, tumbled out of bed, and joined in a combined cry; this breaks the familycirclemothers fly to pack their turbulent innocents for travel; thecandles flare, and carriages clatter, grinding the flints in the lane. John, the footman, finds he has a dozen halfcrowns, and Mary seven. Thelast fly has departed with the little Bricks; lights appear anddisappear in the bedchambers; and the Christmasdaythat comes butonce a yearhas vanished, like a dream Mr. Brown has jotted the events, in his Diary, in a hand scarcelylegible. It must have been penned in a somnambulistic fitthinking hewas at a meeting of St. Stiffs vestry, in the union boardroom, for, after a list of members present (the names of his guests), Captain deCamp in the chair, follow these minutes of proceedings:Firstly, thatone Spohf be dismissed as organist of St. Stiffs, confined in theidiotward, fed on water gruel, and handed over to his own parish(Vienna); proposed by Latimer, and seconded by Wellesley de Camp. Thesecond proposition appears to be to the effect that a vagrant namedBrick, dealer in hearthstones, be confined in the refractoryward, andfed upon bread and water.



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Master Brown does justice to everything, ofcoursethat sweet child is now pulling the merry thought with hismaiden aunt; he is victor, and, as no one wishes to know his thoughts, seems determined to tell them, wishing Jemy. And Mr. Latimer wouldlook sharp, and knock up the match Mamma spoke of; as then he should bebreeched, have pockets, and money: here the little dear turned to theCaptain, saying, Youll give me a crown, wont you?a question atwhich the maiden aunt blushed intensely, as did Mrs. Brown, whoattempted to hide her emotion by saying, What strange things do think ofat the same time helping a gentleman who had hadenoughthe bashful gentleman, who sat at the junction of the tables, and appeared so incommoded by the tableland of one being higher thanthe tableland of the othercausing his plate to oscillate in a veryremarkable manner, and discharge its contents in his lap, the conjoinedlegs compelling him either to sit at a fearful distance, and spill thegravy, or to split his kerseymeres, by extending them too much for theirfrail make:however, he has at last succeeded in thrusting one kneebetween them, and the shorter leg of the two off Bunyans PilgrimsProgressused to stilt it;letting the unfortunate gentlemanspudding down, and his plate travel, until at last it stops, performing agyration, all to itself, under the sideboard. During this clatter, the ladies rise and depart, leaving the gentlemento drown all disappointments in the wine. Mr. Brown, feeling calledupon, rises, apologizing for certain misfortunes, herein describedatthe same time trusting that such events might never happen again; and, in the end, eulogizing Mrs. B. , who is painted in glowing colours, by apainter who said he should not have painted it; or, as any one elsemight have observed, introduced two virtuously amiable daughters, soprominently in the foreground. After a noble reply by Captain de Camp, of the Hon. East India Companys service, from Madras, and much applausefrom the diners, they ascend, to join the ladies; forming, round thedrawingroomfire, a vast amphitheatre, in the centre of which, gladiatorial contend for nuts and orangesCaptain de Campfilling the post of honour, making himself at home in Mr. Browns easychair and slippers. Mr. Wellesley drags in the yulelog, much to thedetriment of the Brussels, and the annoyance of the guests; for, uponplacing it in the grate, it causes everything to be covered with blacktadpoles, nearly extinguishing the fireuntil it ignites, roasting thecompany, and making the pot a whiteheat. Never receive these again by telling us as soon as possible Gabriel Nieland. 35 Yosemite Dr Cherokee Village Ar 72529-5219 If you wish to be removed from these updates please tell us now PO Box 971, Reno, NV 89504 The Captain has repeated last evenings brew, upon a larger scale, in the little bason, or wassailbowl. Master Wellesley has kissedAngelina under the misletoe, suspended from the chandelier, and placedin the centre of the amphitheatre, for that purpose. Mr. Latimer hastaken the opportunity, as Jemima turned up a refractory burner; andeverybody kissed everybody else they liked, or could catch there. Theentertaining Captain has narrated an effective anecdote of an enragedelephant, and a precious big boar speared in a savage jungleto whichhe might have added, with no more personal risk than Mrs. Brown mayexperience when hunting for a boa in her wardrobe. And, Mr. Mouldy, thecity merchant, who dealt in rags, sang about a little excitable pig, andMac Mullins Lament; whilst Mr. Snobbinswho it was hoped would sitand be silent, has broken the spell, dared to remember old times, sleeping under a counter, and the pugnacity of Brown, when they were ina mess at the bluesmaking Captain de Camp think more of a militaryrepast than Christs Hospital;until the blues were dispelled byMr. Snobbins singing The gallant prentice boy:not that the companywould have lacked a military man, had the Captain been absent, for therewas Cowed, the meek Bermondsey tanner, by livery a hatter, and withal asoldiera member of the Hon. Artillery Company, he who sang about Godblessing the old cows hide, and a No one knows where the barbarous atrocities would have ended, and allbefore the refined strangers, too, had not the olivebranchesdisposedfor rest by their several mammas in the room aboveall awoke at once, tumbled out of bed, and joined in a combined cry; this breaks the familycirclemothers fly to pack their turbulent innocents for travel; thecandles flare, and carriages clatter, grinding the flints in the lane. John, the footman, finds he has a dozen halfcrowns, and Mary seven. Thelast fly has departed with the little Bricks; lights appear anddisappear in the bedchambers; and the Christmasdaythat comes butonce a yearhas vanished, like a dream Mr. Brown has jotted the events, in his Diary, in a hand scarcelylegible. It must have been penned in a somnambulistic fitthinking hewas at a meeting of St. Stiffs vestry, in the union boardroom, for, after a list of members present (the names of his guests), Captain deCamp in the chair, follow these minutes of proceedings:Firstly, thatone Spohf be dismissed as organist of St. Stiffs, confined in theidiotward, fed on water gruel, and handed over to his own parish(Vienna); proposed by Latimer, and seconded by Wellesley de Camp. Thesecond proposition appears to be to the effect that a vagrant namedBrick, dealer in hearthstones, be confined in the refractoryward, andfed upon bread and water.