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This disciple of Galen, commonly known by the name of Jeremiah Bossolton, was a gentleman considerably more inclined to breadth than length.
Now Mr. Jeremiah Bossolton had a certain peculiarity of speech to which I shall find it difficult to do justice. Nature had impressed upon his mind a prodigious love of the grandiloquent; Mr. Bossolton, therefore, disdained the exact language of the vulgar, and built unto himself a lofty fabric of words in which his sense managed very frequently to lose itself.
"Oh! she died just before the squire came to the property," quoth the mother. "Poor thing! she was so pretty! I am sure I cried for a whole hour when I heard it! I think it was three years last month when it happened. Old Mr. Vavasour died about two months afterwards." Bossolton, who was the victim of a most fiery Mrs. Merrylack?" "He did. And you know, Mr.
Bossolton; "and in a time when anarchy with gigantic strides does devastate and devour and harm the good old customs of our ancestors and forefathers, and tramples with its poisonous breath the Magna Charta and the glorious revolution, it is beautiful, ay, and sweet, mark you, Mrs.
"And if I am not induced into an error," rejoined Mr. Bossolton, refilling his pipe, "old Vavasour left a great sum of ready money besides, which must have been an aid, and an assistance, and an advantage, mark me, Mistress Merrylack, to the owner of Mordaunt Hall, that has escaped the calculation of your faculty, and the and the faculty of your calculation!" "You mistake, Mr.
Bossolton: 'And now having discharged my duties, to the best of my humble ability, to my God, my king, and my country, and dying in the full belief of the Protestant Church, as by law established, I do set my hand and seal, etc." "A very pleasing and charitable and devout and virtuous testament or will, Mistress Merrylack," said Mr.
Bossolton asked me what name he should put down in his book for the medicines; what would you please me to say, sir?" "Mr. who?" said the youth, elevating his eyebrows. "Mr. Bossolton, sir, the apothecary." "Oh! Bossolton! very odd name that, not near so pretty as dear me, what a beautiful cap that is of yours!" said the young gentleman. "Lord, sir, do you think so?
Boss, he only returned about six months ago." "And of what borough or burgh or town or city is he the member and representative?" asked Mr. Jeremiah Bossolton, putting another lump of sugar into his negus.
"Oh! she died just before the squire came to the property," quoth the mother. "Poor thing! she was so pretty! I am sure I cried for a whole hour when I heard it! I think it was three years last month when it happened. Old Mr. Vavasour died about two months afterwards." Bossolton, who was the victim of a most fiery Mrs. Merrylack?" "He did. And you know, Mr.
This disciple of Galen, commonly known by the name of Jeremiah Bossolton, was a gentleman considerably more inclined to breadth than length.
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