Many and many a time, I say, have I grin'd over these letters,
which I had wrote from the original by Mr. Bruffy's copyin clark.
Deuceace's flam about Prince Tallyram was puffickly successful. I
saw young Dawkins blush with delite as he red the note; he toar up
for or five sheets before he composed the answer to it, which was
as you red abuff, and roat in a hand quite trembling with pleasyer.
If you could but have seen the look of triumph in Deuceace's wicked
black eyes, when he read the noat! I never see a deamin yet, but I
can phansy 1, a holding a writhing soal on his pitchfrock, and
smilin like Deuceace. He dressed himself in his very best clothes,
and in he went, after sending me over to say that he would except
with pleasyour Mr. Dawkins's invite.

The pie was cut up, and a most frenly conversation begun betwixt
the two genlmin. Deuceace was quite captivating. He spoke to Mr.
Dawkins in the most respeckful and flatrin manner,--agread in every
think he said,--prazed his taste, his furniter, his coat, his
classick nolledge, and his playin on the floot; you'd have thought,
to hear him, that such a polygon of exlens as Dawkins did not
breath,--that such a modist, sinsear, honrabble genlmn as Deuceace
was to be seen nowhere xcept in Pump Cort. Poor Daw was complitly
taken in. My master said he'd introduce him to the Duke of
Doncaster, and heaven knows how many nobs more, till Dawkins was
quite intawsicated with pleasyour. I know as a fac (and it pretty
well shows the young genlmn's carryter), that he went that very day
and ordered 2 new coats, on porpos to be introjuiced to the lords
in.

But the best joak of all was at last. Singin, swagrin, and