I wear a Camallia
Jiponiky in my button-ole, and have a double-barreld opera-glas, so big,
that I make Timmins, my secnd man, bring it in the other cabb.
"What an igstronry exabishn that Pawdy Carter is! If those four gals are
faries, Tellioni is sutnly the fairy Queend. She can do all that they
can do, and somethink they can't. There's an indiscrible grace about
her, and Carlotty, my sweet Carlotty, she sets my art in flams.
"Ow that Miss Hemly was noddin and winkin at me out of their box on the
fourth tear?
"What linx i's she must av. As if I could mount up there!
"P.S.--Talking of MOUNTING HUP! the St. Helena's walked up 4 per cent
this very day."
"2nd July.--Rode my bay oss Desperation in the park. There was me,
Lord George Ringwood (Lord Cinqbar's son), Lord Ballybunnion, Honorable
Capting Trap, & sevral hother young swells. Sir John's carridge there in
coarse. Miss Hemly lets fall her booky as I pass, and I'm obleged to
get hoff and pick it hup, & get splashed up to the his. The gettin on
hossback agin is halways the juice & hall. Just as I was on, Desperation
begins a porring the hair with his 4 feet, and sinks down so on his
anches, that I'm blest if I didn't slip hoff agin over his tail, at
which Ballybunnion & the hother chaps rord with lafter.
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