The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 298: what you’re looking at

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RL a ecar at ee THE MYSTERIBS. 981 (Loud cheers.) But it must not be forgotten that there were still thousands (groans),—he might say hundreds of thousands (deep groans),—nay, millions (hollow groans),—yes, millions of benighted beings whose redemption it was most desirable to work out. (Hear, hear.) But how was such redemption to be effected? Mainly by theaid of that Society, whose Traets could be insinuated into families whither the missionaries of the New Lights could not themselves obtain access. Would tha: meeting, then, support the Society? (Cheers.) Ah! it was all very well to cheer and applaud: but would those pious, holy, and godly persons whom he (Mr. Sneaksby) was ad- dreasing,—would they, he wished to know, put their hands into their pockets? (Cheers.) And if they put their hands into their pockets, would they pull them out again with something in them? (Loud cries of “ We will ! we will !”) This was an enthu- siasm which he (Mr. Sneakaby) was delighted to be- hold, an which he fully and completely shared ; and a A AS CAS aaa he begged to obeerve that all subscriptions made that day to the funds of the Society would be advertised in the leading newspapers, with the names and ad- dresses of the donors in full. (Tremendous applause.) Mr. Sneakaby then delivered a long and eloquent harangue, in which he proved to the satisfaction of all present, the Amazon alone excepted, that heaven was intended exclusively for the New Lights, and that the members of all other sects, creeds, and re- ligious denominations were as assuredly booked for the lower regions as he (Mr. Sneaksby) wae there to proclaim the fact. The reverend gentleman sate down amidst tre- mendous cheering, which was prolonged for some minutes,—during which the elderly ladies had re- course to their brandy-flasks, whereby they seemed considerablv refreshed. Mr. Gotobed Tumpkins, the Secretary, then rose ty read the Report; and, as he had the misfortune to have a crooked ieg, he walked with a peculiarly LLL a TI SS Sc = GPs?” SE, COMING OOOKS COMM