The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 308: what you’re looking at

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“1 shall be anxiously expecting you, Tim,° said ve Prince, extending his hand to his friend. Meagles took his departure ; and the heir-epparent, after cogitating for some minutes upon the successful tasue of the trip to Windsor, penned a brief mote to Mera. Brace, informing her that he intended to pay ber a visit in the evening and that he should pass the aight at her house provided she could induce the beautiful Camilla Marton to share his conch Having despatched this letter to the accom- modating milliner, his Royal Highness lay down apon a sofa to indulge in a dose unti) dinner-time. A sort of half-waking dreamy slamber came slowly apoo him—and, while having his eyes ahut, be par- sued a continuous train of reflections,— i whether he should really ever wear the English crown —and if he did, how the people could be such fools as to let him—and if he did not, what it might be that would prevent bim—whether a revolution at France. Then he thought ef the numeroas preoh which the history of the past and the oocarrences of the present afforded of the rapid decay of monarchica) institutions ; and he began to calculate how long the system was likely to last in thiscountry. Ultimately be indulged in a tolerably hearty chuckle at the dew picable folly of that Jong-eared jackass John Bul), who submits to be pillaged and plundered on all sides with 80 good a grace ;—and having thus veoted his mirth at the expense of those who were one day to become his subjecte—or rather his slaves—he went off into a sound sleep, from which Germain awoke him at about eight o'clock, This Leviathan of voluptucueness, profligacy, and scoundrelism, — this diabolical miscreant whose statue stands in Trafalgar Square ‘as a flagrant ie- sult to the People of Great Britain, and a shame ana a scandal to civilisation iteelf—this Prince of Wales, having dressed himnself for dianer, eate down alone te the repast, and by means of the bottle whiled awav comicloooks. conn