bleave it, that now, in the nineteenth sentry, when they say
there's schoolmasters abroad, these stewpid French jackasses are so
extonishingly ignorant as to call a CABBIDGE a SHOO! Never, never
let it be said, after this, that these benighted, souperstitious,
misrabble SAVIDGES, are equill, in any respex, to the great
Brittish people. The moor I travvle, the moor I see of the world,
and other natiums, I am proud of my own, and despise and deplore
the retchid ignorance of the rest of Yourup.

. . . . . .

My remarks on Parris you shall have by an early opportunity. Me
and Deuceace played some curious pranx there, I can tell you.




MR. DEUCEACE AT PARIS.


CHAPTER I.


THE TWO BUNDLES OF HAY.


Lieutenant-General Sir George Griffin, K.C.B., was about seventy-
five years old when he left this life, and the East Ingine army, of
which he was a distinguished ornyment. Sir George's first
appearance in Injar was in the character of a cabbingboy to a