I was so blessed with the little girl's brightness that I could
have kissed the dear child, and I would if she'd been six years
older.

I think my companions intended makin a day of it, for they all
had sandwiches, sassiges, etc. The sad-lookin man, who had
wanted us to drop a tear afore we started to go round, fling'd
such quantities of sassige into his mouth, that I expected to see
him choke hisself to death. He said to me, in the Beauchamp
Tower, where the poor prisoners writ their onhappy names on the
cold walls, "This is a sad sight."

"It is, indeed," I anserd. "You're black in the face. You
shouldn't eat sassige in public without some rehearsals
beforehand. You manage it orkwardly."

"No," he said, "I mean this sad room."

Indeed, he was quite right. Tho' so long ago all these drefful
things happened, I was very glad to git away from this gloomy
room, and go where the rich and sparklin Crown Jewils is kept. I
was so pleased with the Queen's Crown, that it occurd to me what
a agree'ble surprise it would be to send a sim'lar one home to my
wife; and I asked the Warder what was the vally of a good,
well-constructed Crown like that. He told me, but on cypherin up
with a pencil the amount of funs I have in the Jint Stock Bank, I
conclooded I'd send her a genteel silver watch instid.

And so I left the Tower. It is a solid and commandin edifis, but
I deny that it is cheerful. I bid it adoo without a pang.