Pickwick Abroad: or, The Tour in France — page 42: what you’re looking at

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Pickwick Abroad. 15 put in as much—or p’rhaps rayther more than the vaiter’s informed us of—not forgetting about the vine and the sugger’s trowsers.” — With these words Mr. Weller applied himself manfully to the task, and never left off till he had accomplished the following letter. “ Kalhs, france. nowember 12. “¢ Mi dear mari, | “Ve got safe to france, and a nation quere place it is. the houses alone is like inglish houses. but the metes is quite other. so is the vimen. they givd us frogg’s leggs for lunshun. and Mister tuppman womitted is shair in the guverner’s lapp and over is unmenshunables, vithout sain bye or vith yer leve. the guverner maid a speche on the okkashun vich vos unannymusly applorded by all the servints as vos prezint. and wery much to is creditt it vos tu. ‘‘ As ve cum along the rode to dover ve stopp’d at shuter’s ill and see the old genelman vich vos mm good elth and sperets, he vos asmoakin and drinkin brandi-and-vater. he arsk’d wery kind arter you, mari, and the babbies. he hadnt sene nothink of the red-nosd man since he left dorkin, an dusn’t vont for to see him agin nayther, as the schule- boy said o’ the goast. ““ you must ekskuse this bad ritin. but french penns von’t spelinglish like inglish vons, and the paper is so thin you dropp sum o’ the letters threw on t’other side vich gets on the blottin-paper and is lost in con- sek-vence. 1 dus’nt get sich good bakker in france as i does in ingland. and the peple ere alvays drinks vine, cos there’s no strong bere. clarit is wery plentifull in this cuntry. and the suggers vears redd briches, the servint gals all vears vite capps an gouns that dus’nt cum lower than their vaistis. ‘*now, mi dere mari, take cair o’ the babbies an o’ yerself as is more preshuser still if possible: i don’t now ven ve shall be back. butt you now Mister Vinkle tolde his vife that he vould’nt be long avay. and as he’s a goin to parris on his father’s agincy bisness, an the guverner vent vith him under pretense o’ takin care of him tho raly as an ekskuse for sein parris his-self, it is all rite as the eksicu- Shoner said ven he ajusted the corde round the genelman’s neck at the old baly. , | | “‘ take caiz 0’ yerself, mari, and so no more now from yer ever eflec- “P.s. i forgot to sai that the servint gals vears petticotes altho’ their gouns don’t cum lower than their vaistises. | “‘'To Missus mari veller. ousekeper. Dullich ‘lodge. rezzidents o’ Samivell pickvick esk-vire. ‘¢Dullich, nere lundun. by vay o’ dover.” ‘“‘ And a wery eligant little he-pistle it is,” said Sam, complacently eyeing the effort of his imagination and mental capacity, which will for ever remain amonument of the genius of the Weller family. ‘‘ Now for a vafer, and to the post, as the vinning orse said at the races.”’ Having discussed his brandy-and-water, wafered his letter, and made some little arrangements of a domestic nature in his bed-room, Mr. Weller hastened down stairs, and requested the waiter to show him the way tothe post-office—a demand that wasimmediately complied with by that individual, who had forgotten the black eye, inflicted by Mr. Wel- EORNICLOOOKS (EO)