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"I DID go into suvvis--the wust of all suvvices--I went into the Queen's
Bench Prison, and lay there a misrabble captif for 6 mortial weeks.
Misrabble shall I say? no, not misrabble altogether; there was sunlike
in the dunjing of the pore prisner. I had visitors. A cart used to drive
hup to the prizn gates of Saturdays; a washywoman's cart, with a fat old
lady in it, and a young one. Who was that young one? Every one who has
an art can gess, it was my blue-eyed blushing hangel of a Mary Hann!
'Shall we take him out in the linnen-basket, grandmamma?' Mary Hann
said. Bless her, she'd already learned to say grandmamma quite natral:
but I didn't go out that way; I went out by the door a whitewashed man.
Ho, what a feast there was at Healing the day I came out! I'd thirteen
shillings left when I'd bought the gold ring. I wasn't prowd. I turned
the mangle for three weeks; and then Uncle Bill said, 'Well, there IS
some good in the feller;' and it was agreed that we should marry."
The Plush manuscript finishes here: it is many weeks since we saw the
accomplished writer, and we have only just learned his fate. We are
happy to state that it is a comfortable and almost a prosperous one.
The Honorable and Right Reverend Lionel Thistlewood, Lord Bishop of
Bullocksmithy, was mentioned as the uncle of Lady Angelina Silvertop.
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