[Real Life In London, Volumes I. and II. by Pierce Egan]@TWC D-Link bookReal Life In London, Volumes I. and II. CHAPTER VIII 4/16
I'll tell you more too: you must know I was in high tip-top spirits, faith, so I stole a dog from a blind man--for I do loves fun: so then the blind man cried for his dog, and that made me laugh heartily: So says I to the blind man--Hallo, Master, what a you a'ter, what is you up to? does you want your dog ?--Yes, Sir, says he.
Now only you mark what I said to the blind man--Then go and look for him, old chap, says I--Ha! ha! ha!--that's your sort, my boy, keep it up, keep it up, d---- me.
That's the worst of it, I always turn sick when I think of a Parson--I always do; and my brother he is a parson too, and he hates to hear any body swear: so you know I always swear like a trooper when I am near him, on purpose to roast him.
I went to dine with him one day last week, and there was my sisters, and two or three more of what you call your modest women; but I sent 'em all from the table, and then laugh'd at 'em, for I loves fun, and that was fun alive 0.
And so there was nobody in the room but my brother and me, and I begun to swear most sweetly: I never swore so well in all my life--I swore all my new oaths; it would have done you good to have heard me swear; till at last my brother looked frightened, and d---- me that was good fun.
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