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And I was marrit here, in Lunnun town, at a kirk ye ca' St. Margaret's, by a minister ca'ed Smith. It's a' doon here in the lines. Look for yoursel'. Ye can read. See! Here will be my name, Rose Cameron. And here will be my gudeman's de'il ha'e him! Archibald-Alexander-John Scott, Marquis of Arondelle. Noo! is that a' richt and lawfu'?" demanded Rose, triumphantly.
Foote, of the Haymarket, had added some lines to a silly popular song entitled 'The Sights o' Lunnun', with which I was hailed at Mrs. Betty's fruit-stall in St. James's Street. Here is one of the verses: "In Maryland, he hunts the Fox From dewy Morn till Day grows dim; At Home he finds a Paradox, From Noon till Dawn the Fox hunts him." Charles Fox laughed when he heard it.
D e, if I think these hillocks would be called even jury mountains, in that quarter of the world. They tell me there's several noblemen's and gentlemen's parks near Lunnun, where they make mountains just to look at; that must be much of a muchness with these here chaps.
"A nicer fit was never made by a Lunnun leg-maker, Don Wan," the captain cried, after going over the explanations connected with the shores "there she stands, at an angle of fifty, with two as good limbs under her as a body could wish. I could now cast off everything, and leave the wreck in what they call `statu quo, which, I suppose, means on its pins, like a statue.
The young man thanked his informant, and was about to follow his instructions, when the other called after him "I say, master, did you ever hear tell of Mr. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. "Why, Jack Sheppard, the notorious house-breaker, him as has robbed half Lunnun, to be sure.
"Sent the best home two hours ago; one weighed three pounds, on the faith of a man; indeed, I'm satisfied now; time to give up;" and the Corporal began to disjoint his rod. "Ah, Sir!" said he, with a half sigh, "a pretty river this, don't mean to say it is not; but the river Lea for my money. You know the Lea? not a morning's walk from Lunnun.
"To London," answered Israel, turning round, heartily wishing the old fellow any where else than present. "Going to limp to Lunnun, eh? Well, success to ye." "As much to you, sir," answers Israel politely. Nigh the opposite suburbs of this village, as good fortune would have it, an empty baggage-wagon bound for the metropolis turned into the main road from a side one.
Foote, of the Haymarket, had added some lines to a silly popular song entitled 'The Sights o' Lunnun', with which I was hailed at Mrs. Betty's fruit-stall in St. James's Street. Here is one of the verses: "In Maryland, he hunts the Fox From dewy Morn till Day grows dim; At Home he finds a Paradox, From Noon till Dawn the Fox hunts him." Charles Fox laughed when he heard it.
Ah, your honour, what a fine town that ere be! yet," added the Corporal, with an air of great superiority, "it gives you no notion of Lunnun, like on the faith of a man, no!" "Well, Bunting, perhaps we may be in London within a month hence."
There's baith gude and bad o' the Campbells, like other names, But this MacCallum More has an unco sway and say baith, amang the grit folk at Lunnun even now; for he canna preceesely be said to belang to ony o' the twa sides o' them, sae deil any o' them likes to quarrel wi' him; sae they e'en voted Morris's tale a fause calumnious libel, as they ca't, and if he hadna gien them leg-bail, he was likely to hae ta'en the air on the pillory for leasing-making."
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