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e* : . oe , % : 152 ' PICK WICK ABROAD. r', that you crept up the chimney ?”—< Alas! te summons a hackney sand a3 the: my dear and kind. friend,’ said Mr. Winkle, in avery plaintive and. tragical | tone of voice, “pardon a moment of weak- ness, and: believe that the fear of figuring ventures of the evening terminated by the return of that individual and his masters 5. their apartments in the Rue Royale. 16 “It is very disagreeable to meet with in a police- -office alone drove me to that re- | such opposition, when one is desirous of do- treat.. Think of what Arabella’s feelings would have been!” ing good actions and reforming society served Mr. Pickwick, as he aa, ie, Mr. Pickwick was softened by this de-| supper. monstration of his companion’s contrition and distress; Mr. Winkle saw the advan- tage he had gained; and, in order to fol- low it up, was about to pr ecipitate himself into his great leader’s arms. But Mr. Pick- wick fell back a few paces in the most un- mitigated horror ; and Mr. Winkle at length remembered the predicament in which the a journey up the chimney had placed m . ee Sot could not think that I was really afraid ?” cried Mr. Winkle, again appealing to Mr. Pickwick. “ Why, to tell you the truth,” began that gentleman, “ appearances are somewhat—” “Oh! do not trust to appearances,” in- terrupted Mr. Winkle; “appearances are often very deceitful’ “Tdon’t think as how you could wery vell say that, if so be some von vos to come for’ard to tell you that you'd bin up a chim- bly,” observed Mr. Weller. “Believe me,’ continued Mr. Winkle, “that if'any one were to menace your safe- _ty, my dear Pickwick—if you, stood in the least danger, in fine—I should be the first to dare all to succor you. Lonly wish that an opportunity would occur to put my valor in your behalf to the test: you should see how readily I would rush forward—forget- ting all danger——” Mr. Winkle, who happened at this mo- ment to glance towards. the door, stopped short in the midst of his fine and ‘eloquent discourse, turned deadly pale, and then with one bound reached the chimney, up which he was preparing to climb a second time. But Mr. Weller caught him by the skirt of his coat, and dragged him back ; while Mr. Pickwick, alarmed at,this sudden panic on the part of his young friend, glanced towards the entrance of the tavern, to as- . certain the reason of his terror.. A couple of gendarmes were lounging outside, but evidently in a pacific manner, and without any hostile intention. Some time however elapsed before Mr: Winkle could be per- suade.l that no harm was being meditated against him. Mr. Weller was despatched Blackfriars, London. lustre shone from the windows of thé first ° “So George the Third said, sir, ven vet ac-vitted Took and Thelvall, y sah Mr. Weller. “But of all persons to.reform, pz fight= ers are decidedly the Worst tC ried’ pine \ Winkle. “ Nice young chaps for a small fea. Lr Vis, them there is,” remarked Mr. Weller. «I should rather think you meant a hot- punch party,” said Mr. Pickwick. _ “Vy, yes, sir—I doesn’t think as how* they’re wery likely to trouble Bohay much,” returned Sam: “strong drinks is best for ; strong men, they say; milk-an’-vater for babbies.” ; “Ts that the case, Sam ?” said Mr. Pick- wick, | s Vithout doubt, si, Bai! he peer re- ‘ "Then, bring us a cou ple aot battles of Madeira, Sam,” "added Mr, Pickwick, ay Pout a nibraent’ 3 hesitation. * My = , at 8) Bi hs +. oa XXVUOL Mr. Muggins gives a grand ball, to * hebrats an anticipated event which promises to make a con- siderable change in his family, and in the for- tunes of a certain eminent individual.—The ad- ventures of the evening. All was bustle and noise at the ns of Mr. Muggins in Upper Stamford Streei, An unusual glare of floor, and from the gas light over the front door, and all kinds of vehicles (wagons— carts—hearses, and wheelbarrows except- ed) lined the street for upwards of twenty yards, right and left of the house. But why was the abode of Mr. Meee in Upper Stamford Street, a scene of tle and noise ? Why were the vehicles as- sembled at the door? Why fi: the fat cook a clean cap on in the kitchen, and Mrs. Muggins.a sky-blue turban up stairs ? Why had jellies, whips, creams, ensthrds, blanc-manger, and a variety of other deli- (C(O) LOO) (9) (C(O)