The Caxtons — Volume 05 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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tails under his arms while he sipped his tea, he permitted another
circle peculiar to humanity wholly to eclipse the luminary it approached. "'Isolated' or 'isosceles,' it is all the same thing. Alan is made for his fellow-creatures. I had long been disgusted with the interference of those selfish Squirearchs. Your departure decided me. I have concluded negotiations with a London firm of spirit and capital and extended views of philanthropy. On Saturday last I retired from the service of the oligarchy. "I am now in my true capacity of protector of the million. My prospectus is printed,--here it is in my pocket. Another cup of tea, sister; a little more cream, and another muffin. Shall I ring?" Having disembarrassed himself of his cup and saucer, Uncle Jack then drew forth from his pocket a damp sheet of printed paper. In large capitals stood out "The Anti-Monopoly Gazette; or Popular Champion." He waved it triumphantly before my father's eyes. "Pisistratus," said my father, "look here. This is the way your Uncle Jack now prints his pats of butter,--a cap of liberty growing out of an open book! Good, Jack! good! good!" "It is Jacobinical!" exclaimed the Captain. "Very likely," said my father; "but knowledge and freedom are the best devices in the world to print upon pats of butter intended for the market." "Pats of butter! I don't understand," said Uncle Jack. "The less you |
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