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* y p sé « io a 174 betr hed him—and that even the ser robbery was not committed by unknown depredators. He walked hastily away, and returned to his own house. On his arrival there, he ordered his domestics to serve up the best meal and the best, wines his pantry and Cellar could respectively afford. When he had eaten copiously of several delicacies, and. dr ank two bottles of Champagne he , letter to his mother and another to his wi ife, confessing all his delinquencies, and thin blew his brains out. His valet rushed into the raom, and found his mastera db beneath’ table laden with delicacies, laying upon an elegant Brussels carpet, amidst foils, whips, boxing- gloves, pistols, dog-collars, vases of flowers and scents, and sill. the accessaries to fashionable luxury, a a i i ie OF Sr od a a eee a % * T have only a few words now to add, My career has been a short one in the paths of vice: I hope it may be longer in the road:of virtue. An excellent old man lately be- stowed his affections upon me, believing me to be a virtuous girl. He offered me mar- riage—the day was fixed—and he entrusted me with a cheque for a large amount to carry to his banker’s. I kept the money and expended it. Some weeks: away, and I studiously avoided the’ where I was likely to encounter my victim: but at length he met me, and im a moment of indignation handed me over to the tender mercies of the laws. I shall be punished— nothing can save me—but I shall issue from my prison with the determination of becom- ing a harmless, if not a virtuous or useful -member of society. »: an she be saved from punishment ” in- quir ed Mr. Winkle, when this nar rative was brought to a conclusion, “Tm possible !” responded Mr. Pickwick. _* But an alleviation of her suffermgs may be - ensured by pecuniary assistance. I shall myself undertake the fulfilment of that task.” « Poor girl!” said Mr. Tupman; “she may yeti, become all that she might have been without the vicious example of her mother !” “J really think you still entertain a & a = ¥ o PICKWICK ABROAD. & ‘liciously. - ps3 had | Weak partiality i In that, qi arter,” said ’ Mr. of the house at Passy, whom he had | : it 1} over to his interests, would confess that the “ Who—I?” exclaimed Mr. Tupman. | “Yes—whom else could I mean’ e was the answer. “Tam certain that something more iid philanthropy, Winkle, prompted you to offer to lend Anaswusie a lar ce sum of mone when you knew her by the ih of fa upman, ma- dame de ! Amour,” said Mr. “ Nonsénse!” exclaimed Mr. Winkle. “De not kick me under the table,” cried Mr. Tupman, retreating a few paces. “Well—some one has been kicking me too for the last five minutes,” remar ked. Mr Snodgrass ; “ and I declare it is Winkle,” he added, after having made a survey beneatt the table. “ Pure accident,” said Mr. Winkle, coloring: up to the eyes, and an inch or so above them. “My dear friends,” cried Mr. Pickwick, | looking kindly upon his companions through his immortal (immortal, if not eternal) spec- tacles, “let us not dispute. We are all men —ond women are women!” Having made this profound observation, Mr. Pickwick pr oceeded to order dinner. 5 at CHAPTER XXXVI. Captain Horatio Clarence Walsingham teaches the young idea how to shoot:—A iat o the Suth- erland Arms Tris lines eae nae eee We must age inte uest our -.... to put on the cap of For ab nat tus, @ ar | transport S$ ot Mr. Peter Muggins in Ur per tar ia 7 Street, London. The son and Rig Peter Muggins had just returned r be present at his sister’s wedding; and Captain Horatio Clarence Walsingham was expected every moment, he having kindly promised his future father-i -in- a ite , to accom- pany the young heir in a little ramble through the English metrafiptis ~The Cap- tain was so quiet and steady a young man, that Mr. Muggins, senior, had .n 1ot the slightest objection to entrust’ hisfEGh to the care of such an exemplary individual as the aspirant to the hand of Miss Aramintha. “Here T am, old fellow,” said the Cap- tain, when he at length made his appear- ance ; ‘and pretty punctual, too—I hope” " (C(O) L0\(OO) (9) (C(O)