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This brave and unfortunate explorer was rancorously opposed by the Portuguese and eventually murdered by his own men. He was followed by Richard Jobson, to whom we owe the first account of the Gambia River.
Jobson," said Miss Vernon; "you know, where there is nothing, your own law allows that the king himself must lose his rights; and for the taking away of your good name, I pity the poor fellow who gets it, and wish you joy of losing it with all my heart."
Jobson; I am not in sufficient charity with him to permit a single touch of your whip why, he would live on it for a term at least. Besides, you have already hurt his feelings sufficiently you have called him impertinent."
I endeavoured to interrupt his proceeding. "You must satisfy me, sir," said I, "that the letter is intended for you before I can permit you to peruse it." "Make yourself quite easy, Mr. Osbaldistone," replied the mountaineer with great composure. "remember Justice Inglewood, Clerk Jobson, Mr. Morris above all, remember your vera humble servant, Robert Cawmil, and the beautiful Diana Vernon.
Jobson entered, with several assistants, among whom I discovered the younger Wingfield, to whom, doubtless, he was obliged for his information, and exhibited his warrant, directed not only against Frederick Vernon, an attainted traitor, but also against Diana Vernon, spinster, and Francis Osbaldistone, gentleman, accused of misprision of treason.
"What, 'ave I got to wear them every Sunday?" demanded the unfortunate, blankly; "why, I thought they was only for Bank Holidays." Mrs. Jobson told him not to be silly. "Straight, I did," said her husband, earnestly. "You've no idea 'ow I'm suffering; I've got a headache, I'm arf choked, and there's a feeling about my waist as though I'm being cuddled by somebody I don't like." Mrs.
He was fortunate, however, in one respect; he had got rid of his clerk Jobson, who had finally left him in dudgeon at his inactivity, and become legal assistant to a certain Squire Standish, who had lately commenced operations in those parts as a justice, with a zeal for King George and the Protestant succession, which, very different from the feelings of his old patron, Mr.
"I'm looking for my clothes, mother," he replied, briefly. "Clothes!" said Mrs. Jobson, with an obvious attempt at unconcerned speech. "Clothes! Why, they're on the chair." "I mean clothes fit for a Christian to wear fit for a greengrocer to wear," said Mr. Jobson, raising his voice. "It was a little surprise for you, dear," said his wife.
Why, I shall be the laughing-stock of the place." "Nonsense!" said his wife. "It's only the lower classes what would laugh, and nobody minds what they think." Mr. Jobson sighed. "Well, I shall 'ave to go back to bed again, then," he said, ruefully. "So long, mother. Hope you have a pleasant time at the Palace."
The natives, with whom Jobson commenced his commercial dealings, appeared to possess some traces of civilization, nor were they deficient in many of the arts, which are known amongst the civilized nations, and which, even at that time, were with them but in their infancy.
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