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> i . lutions and changes 0 ms _ mediately voted as the next ceremonies to dj then a copious dinner, ae . , ' |... PICKWICK ABROAD. r 29 . rs, bs | raiment were, im- be performed ; : : under the inspection of Mr. Crashem, was served up. This repast was prolonged till about ten o’clock, dee hour the travel- lers retired, each to his respective couch, with a mutual understanding that they were to’rise early and commence their rambles in the great metropolis of France. At about nine o'clock on the following morning, Mr, eller, aed with certain mystic tin-pots, containing warm. water, knocked at the respective doors of Messieurs Tupman and Winkle, deposited one of the said mystic pots at each, and then proceeded to “ call the Emperor,” as he very respectfully expressed himself to one of the - waiters of the hotel. “What! is it already time to get up ?” inquired Mr. Pickwick, opening one eye, and still sleeping with the other. * Mr. Weller replied in the affirmative, and ‘i Mr. Pickwick ‘succeeded in opening his second optic. , ie “ Wery ’ansome cab at the door, Sir,” ob- served Mr. Weller, as he arranged his master’s shaving apparatus: “and a nice little tiger I see in it, too,” added the do- mestic. | “God bless me!” exclaimed Mr. Pick- wick: “quite a tame one, 1 hope, though, Sam—is it net ?” ar “Oh! werry tame, Sir,” replied that gentleman: ‘the fact is, Sir, you might Bey vith him, and he vouldn’t be over ngerous.” } ‘‘ How delightful !” ejaculated Mr. Pick- wick, rubbing his hands: “I once heard that Kean had a tame lion; but I never knew before of people keeping young ti- Fg “Not at all uncommon, Sir,” remarked Mr. Weller. “The on’y thing that strikes us ven talking o’ tigers, is, that them as I alludes to ain’t real vons, Sir.” “ Stuffed, I presume,” said Mr. Pickwick, “and ‘put into the cabriolet as an orna- ment. Very picturesque, I dare say.” “ Out again, Sir,” playfully observed Mr. Weller. ‘Them tigers air on’y small boys dressed up in tights and tops, Sir.” “Ah! I see,—a name for young ser- vants,” cried Mr. Pickwick. “But why are they called tigers, Sam?” ee ehten avay duns, Sir,” answered M eller, seriously. © ‘‘ Them tigers are the quietest hanimals living, Sir, as long as > if so be a creditor has the oudacity to knock at the door, them chaps springs upon ’em like vild beastesses, and scratches their eyes out, or does them some other corpo- ral harm, vich accounts for their nicknames o’ tigers. Ven a tradesman brings in goods, they are ciwility his-self; but ven he is imprudent enough to ask for his mo- ney, no selvidges is vorser than them.” *‘Singular,—very singular!” criel Mr. Pickwick, gliding gracefully from h 3 bed, and shivering from top to toe. ‘Cold morning, Sam,—is it not ?” “So cold, Sir,” responded Mr. V/eller, “that von is glad to put his hands any- vere, as the thief remarked ven he vos dis- covered vith his fingers in the gen’leman’s pocket.” — ag: ? ‘Mr. Pickwick’s toilet was speedily com- pleted, and he proceeded to the salon where he had dined the previous evening, and which formed a portion of the suite of apartments occupied by himself and his companions. Mr. Boozie and Mr. Adol- hus Crashem were already waiting for | is arrival to order breakfast, and when that meal was arranged on the table, Mes- sieurs Tupman and Winkle also made their. appearance. ' “To-day we will devote to amusement,” said Mr. Pickwick, smiling benignly on the assembled party; “and to-morrow, Win- kle, you and I will transact the business with which your father entrusted you.” This resolution being seconded by Mr. Crashem and supported by Mr. Boozie, was carried unanimously. « You'll rek-vire a walley, Sir,” observed Mr. Weller, who was waiting upon his mas- ters at the breakfast-table. “Shall we, Sam?’ said Mr. Pickwick ; “and why so ?” : *’Cos I don’t know nothink of Paris,” returned that faithful domestic; “and I heerd say in the servant’s room last night that there yos walleys express to conduct wisitors to the warious sights, and to speak for ’em yen vanted.” | Very good, Sam,” observed Mr, Pick- Wick approvingly. “You may as well go and see the master of the hotel about it; and let us have a carriage, if we can, in half-an-hour.” | “ Plenty o’ wehicles to be had, Sir, I des say, in a town like this ’re;” and with these words Mr. Weller departed tv execute his master’s orders. In about twenty minutes CONNIE LYO® their mas’er’s friends calls at the ’ouse: ne ' ¥ A * -. % S.COnM