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~ * 7. | * hs Be « ;* ‘ allf’—and having uttered nis very satis- tory and comprehensive — iene he quietly drew a pack of cards from one o the pockets of his mysteriov : -. _“For what borough, might I in meekly dei Mr. Winkle. , _» “What boron: the extent of hi a moment obliterati ph 24 name of t habit astituents who elected him. “ __ borough ?—why, Skinkville, Somersetshire, to be sure.” os “Oh! I recollect!” ejaculated Mr. Boozie, 4 by enly awakin from a deep reverie; “I ade a false statement just now— I don’t ® Amow Sir Patrick Pocock, when I think of | %, Mr. Grashem, we are bound to observe, 1 not express any ‘astonishment at this assertion, but proceeded to shuffle the cards, d. inguyed of Mr. Winkle what they a’) “Just a trifle” returned Winkle, “ only for th * nent of the thing.” | “Two bob and a bender—will that su you ?” inquired rashem, in a playful strain of metaphor, or rather synonym. “Eh? exclaimed Mr. Winkle, who did . not wish to. appear gnaant of terms evi- dently used. by people in the higher walks of life s¢¢how much did you say “ Sie k-ceaarn, if you like,’ responded ' Mr. Orashem; and the game commenced accordingly. = ye | “Are you strong at ecarte ?” inquired Mr. ~ Cras vei pocketing the third half-crown, and turnmg up his seventh king with a coolness and presence of mind that did him immense credit, when we take into conside- _ ration the risk he was running, . ) “ Not very,” returned Mr. Winkle, tail ing hastily over a hand composed of three ‘p> Nights, one nine, and one ten, of which none was a trump. — # Ms 7” ayers always say that,” ob- served Mr. Crashem, placidly arranging upon his knees five picture cards of high calibre. “But I’m giaid you ain’t lucky to-day. By the bye—did you ever hear of othe match I played bassador from the king of the Uninhabited Islands? That was a match, or ’ isn’t rashena le To e hima ueen, the ro castles, and a te PI » o two Castle 1 and beat him in fifteen minute ‘ s by Lor _Bugden’s chro- -watch, There me ing again, I we. +. chess with the am- | my name are!” added Mr. Crashem, while M. | ’ . \ ' . * us rough coat b ies bE | dering stream, por a | Sie ap ev OK WICK ABROAD, 4 Dumont shrugged up his shoulders, s but said nothing, be 21 miledl ‘the side of a mean- dering, on her passion, the stilly calmness of the p of thunder may suddenly arouse: her from. her delightful reverie. © When the man about town is luxuriating im the coffee-room of an hotel, on a bottle of claret and a broiled fowl, the unhallowed touch of the sheriff’s officer’s hand upon his shoulder not unfrequently disturbs his en- joyment. So it was on the present occasion: for—to pursue the approved method adopted by novelists to introduce a circumstance of such import—at the ree eonett when Mr. Winkle was quietly s having “ What!” ing the cards, 1anded over to Mr. Crashem:another English half-crown, the yoice of Mr. Pick- wick fell ee ears. 2 claimed that gentleman, awaking from his. slumbers, like a giant refreshed with wine—“are you gambling again, Mr. Winkle, and losing the money which belongs as much to children as to yourself?’ “ We are not your wife and saying friend,” observed Mr. Winkle, in a trembling voice, “And, Pray, Sir—what are you playing fgne ‘of for?’ inquired Mr, Pickwick, in a reme irascibility. af “Only two bob and a bender !” replied * Mr. Winkle, animated by a laudable and -exemplary desire to display any acquisition of knowledge he might obtain in his conti- nental tour. “Do ae + for much, my dear » you want to inselt "me; Sir ?” cried . the indignant Mr. Pickwick; “or is it your. ish to alienate from your interests for ever generous he diately deci d andstried friend ?” Mr. Winkle’s voice was lost in sobs—the ro of these memoirs was imme- fied by such symptoms of con- trition—and in a moment the hand of the immortal Pickwick grasped that of the nkle, just as the diligence en- ‘penitent IO owers, and a large tered the streets of Boulogne-sur-Mer at a — pace. t is not our i We shall therefore merely ob- serve that a small case bottle of brandy arcel of sandwiches were attacked and disposed of by the gentlemen occupying the first four seats of the interieus 5 (CO) An LOO) - | ntention te detail the very minutie of the adventures connected wit the continental tour of Mr. Pickwick and his i <S (SO) An