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It would seem with eel pies as with oysters, of which Sam Weller stated his conviction that the surprising number of shops and stalls came from the fact that the moment a man found himself in difficulties he "rushed out and ate oysters in reg'lar desperation."
Weller, the Dean's verger at the Abbey, has many stories to tell of the long queues at Westminster which in those days were one of the sights of London. The Abbey has never since recovered its place as a centre of Christian teaching. Up to this time Dr.
'Why, what do you mean? said Sam; 'you don't think he's a-goin' to be tried at the Old Bailey, do you? 'That ain't no part of the present consideration, Sammy, replied Mr. Weller. 'Verever he's a-goin' to be tried, my boy, a alleybi's the thing to get him off. Ve got Tom Vildspark off that 'ere manslaughter, with a alleybi, ven all the big vigs to a man said as nothing couldn't save him.
Why, sir, bless your innocent eyebrows, that's where the mysterious disappearance of a 'spectable tradesman took place four years ago. 'You don't mean to say he was burked, Sam? said Mr. Pickwick, looking hastily round. 'No, I don't indeed, sir, replied Mr. Weller, 'I wish I did; far worse than that.
I'll give it you this afternoon, Sam. "'You're wery good, Sir, replied Mr. Weller. "'Just hold me at first, Sam; will you? said Mr. Winkle. 'There that's right. I shall soon get in the way of it, Sam. Not too fast, Sam; not too fast. "Mr. Winkle, stooping forward with his body half doubled up, was being assisted over the ice by Mr. Weller, in a very singular and un-swanlike manner, when Mr.
Because no one of us has ever beheld with his own personal optics, an old woman change herself into a black cat, shall we therefore assert that the ancient dames of our own day are unable to accomplish that feline transformation? “Not by no manner of means whatsomdever,” as Mr. Weller would remark.
'A what! exclaimed Mr. Weller, apparently horror-stricken by the word. 'A walentine, replied Sam. 'Samivel, Samivel, said Mr. Weller, in reproachful accents, 'I didn't think you'd ha' done it.
'The governor hisself'll be down here presently. 'He's a-cabbin' it, I suppose? said the father. 'Yes, he's a havin' two mile o' danger at eight-pence, responded the son. 'How's mother-in-law this mornin'? 'Queer, Sammy, queer, replied the elder Mr. Weller, with impressive gravity. 'She's been gettin' rayther in the Methodistical order lately, Sammy; and she is uncommon pious, to be sure.
Weller; 'and previously to so doin', this here young traitor that I'm a speakin' of, pinches his little nose to make it red, and then he gives a hiccup and says, "I'm all right," he says; "give us another song!" Ha, ha! "Give us another song," he says. Ha, ha, ha! In his excessive delight, Mr.
Still, such as it was, it was an advertisement. Boz also makes several allusions to the inventor, Bramah, mentioning Bramah locks and keys with plugs, &c. Old Weller talks of being locked up "in a fireproof chest with a patent Bramin." Bramah's hydraulic press was a scientific novelty then, as were also his "patent safes." Bramah appears to have advertised in "Pickwick."
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