apparil

Updated: May 5, 2025

I'm here; and as I said before, I come of a very clever fam'ly. He was a little shabby in his wearin apparil. His coat was one of those black, shiny garments, which you can always tell have been burnished by adversity; but he was very gentlemanly. "Was it in the Crimea, comrade? Yes, it was. It was at the stormin of Sebastopol, where I had a narrow escape from death, that we met."

Artemus Ward - The Complete Works of Artemus Ward — Part 5: The London Punch Letters