The Attaché; or, Sam Slick in England — Volume 02 by Thomas Chandler Haliburton
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page 119 of 185 (64%)
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and so ladies went, for they always go to executions.
They've got a kinder nateral taste for the horrors, have women. They like to see people hanged or trod to death, when they can get a chance. It _was_ a conversation warn't it? that's all. I couldn't understand a word I heard. Trap shale Greywachy; a petrified snail, the most important discovery of modern times. Bank governor's machine weighs sovereigns, light ones go to the right, and heavy ones to the left. "'Stop,' says I, 'if you mean the sovereign people here, there are none on 'em light. Right and left is both monstrous heavy; all over weight, every one on 'em. I'm squeezed to death.' "'Very good, Mr. Slick. Let me introduce you to ----,' they are whipt off in the current, and I don't see 'em again no more. 'A beautiful shew of flowers, Madam, at the garden: they are all in full blow now. The rhododendron--had a tooth pulled when she was asleep.' 'Please to let me pass, Sir.' 'With all my heart, Miss, if I could; but I can't move; if I could I would down on the carpet, and you should walk over me. Take care of your feet, Miss, I am off of mine. Lord bless me! what's this? why as I am a livin' sinner, it's half her frock hitched on to my coat button. Now I know what that scream meant.' "'How do you do, Mr. Slick? When did you come?' 'Why I came--' he is turned round, and shoved out o' hearin.' |
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