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he; vich he did, and then buttons up the money, and bows
himself out. You wouldnt believe, sir, continued Sam, with a
look of inexpressible impudence at his master, that on the wery
day as he came down with them woters, his coach WAS upset on
that ere wery spot, and evry man on em was turned into the canal.
And got out again? inquired Mr. Pickwick hastily.
Why, replied Sam very slowly, I rather think one old
genlmn was missin; I know his hat was found, but I aint
quite certain whether his head was in it or not. But what I look
at is the hex-traordinary and wonderful coincidence, that arter
what that genlmn said, my fathers coach should be upset in
that wery place, and on that wery day!
it is, no doubt, a very extraordinary circumstance indeed,
said Mr. Pickwick. But brush my hat, Sam, for I hear Mr. Winkle
calling me to breakfast.
With these words Mr. Pickwick descended to the parlour,
where he found breakfast laid, and the family already assembled.
The meal was hastily despatched; each of the gentlemens hats
was decorated with an enormous blue favour, made up by the
fair hands of Mrs. Pott herself; and as Mr. Winkle had undertaken
to escort that lady to a house-top, in the immediate
vicinity of the hustings, Mr. Pickwick and Mr. Pott repaired
alone to the Town Arms, from the back window of which, one of
Mr. Slumkeys committee was addressing six small boys and one
girl, whom he dignified, at every second sentence, with the
imposing title of Men of Eatanswill, whereat the six small boys
aforesaid cheered prodigiously.
The stable-yard exhibited unequivocal symptoms of the glory
and strength of the Eatanswill Blues. There was a regular army
of blue flags, some with one handle, and some with two,
exhibiting appropriate devices, in golden characters four feet high,
and stout in proportion. There was a grand band of trumpets,
bassoons, and drums, marshalled four abreast, and earning their
money, if ever men did, especially the drum-beaters, who were
very muscular. There were bodies of constables with blue staves,
twenty committee-men with blue scarfs, and a mob of voters
with blue cockades. There were electors on horseback and
electors afoot. There was an open carriage-and-four, for the
Honourable Samuel Slumkey; and there were four carriage-and-
pair, for his friends and supporters; and the flags were rustling,
and the band was playing, and the constables were swearing, and
the twenty committee-men were squabbling, and the mob were
shouting, and the horses were backing, and the post-boys
perspiring; and everybody, and everything, then and there
assembled, was for the special use, behoof, honour, and renown,
of the Honourable Samuel Slumkey, of Slumkey Hall, one of the
candidates for the representation of the borough of Eatanswill,
in the Commons House of Parliament of the United Kingdom.
Loud and long were the cheers, and mighty was the rustling of
one of the blue flags, with Liberty of the Press inscribed thereon,
when the sandy head of Mr. Pott was discerned in one of the
windows, by the mob beneath; and tremendous was the
enthusiasm when the Honourable Samuel Slumkey himself, in
top-boots, and a blue neckerchief, advanced and seized the hand
of the said Pott, and melodramatically testified by gestures
to the crowd, his ineffaceable obligations to the Eatanswill GAZETTE.
Is everything ready? said the Honourable Samuel Slumkey
to Mr. Perker.
Everything, my dear Sir, was the little mans reply.
Nothing has been omitted, I hope? said the Honourable
Samuel Slumkey.
Nothing has been left undone, my dear sir--nothing whatever.
There are twenty washed men at the street door for you to shake
hands with; and six children in arms that youre to pat on the
head, and inquire the age of; be particular about the children,
my dear sir--it has always a great effect, that sort of thing.
Ill take care, said the Honourable Samuel Slumkey.
And, perhaps, my dear Sir, said the cautious little man,
perhaps if you could--I dont mean to say its indispensable--
but if you could manage to kiss one of em, it would produce a
very great impression on the crowd.
Wouldnt it have as good an effect if the proposer or seconder
did that? said the Honourable Samuel Slumkey.
Why, I am afraid it wouldnt, replied the agent; if it were
done by yourself, my dear Sir, I think it would make you very popular.
Very well, said the Honourable Samuel Slumkey, with a
resigned air, then it must be done. Thats all.
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