The Steam-Packet: A Tale of the River and the Ocean — page 190: what you’re looking at

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THE STEAM PACKET, 14] making notes just now. You are a clever fellow—a very clever fellow—especially for a Luminary! The moment we get back to England, I’ll speak to my friend the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and have you put into the Treasury.” “* My lord!” answered the secretary, with a low bow, ‘“ may I make a memorandum of that promise ?” ‘Certainly, my good fellow, certainly!” ejaculated the tailor. *¢ But never think of wearing your trousers cut in that awkward fashion: it won’t do, Rumtutch—it won’t do; it ain’t the thing. Let me show you one of these days si ‘* His lordship, you know,” said Captain Pentonville hastily, “‘ always superintends the manufacture of his own clothes.” ** OF course I do,” cried Buckram. ‘‘ Miss Belinda, what do you think I said one day to the Lord Chancellor in the House of Lords ? IT actually told him that if he dared to present himself on the woolsack another time with such a shabby pair of pantaloons on, I’d move an adjournment of the House until that day six months, id thus stop all the public business—I did indeed !”’ ‘* How cruel of you!” said Miss Belinda Pifpaf, not knowing exactly what reply to make. ‘'Yes—’pon my honour I did,” continued the tailor; ‘‘ and next day he appeared in a pair of best Saxony——”’ ‘¢ Waiter, more champagne!’’ shouted Captain Pentonville. “‘'Yes—more champagne, to be sure!” echoed Mr. Buckram : “and come here, waiter! Now go and tell the landlord that he must send us his very best—tell him the Right Honourable the Earl of Noodleton, of Diddleham Hall, Notown, commands him. Talking of champagne,” he added, turning towards the Luminaries once more, after having thus apostrophised the waiter, “ puts me in mind of the last time that I dined with the Duke of Wellington. He gave us very excellent ’ champagne—very excellent, indeed. ‘ Wellington,’ says I,—for of - course we’re as intimate together as—as two thieves on the same step of the treadmill ; ‘ Wellington, my dear fellow, I like this champagne very much: hob did you get it from ?’—‘ Why,’ says he, cracking a walnut with his teeth at the same time—for the Duke has got capital ° teeth still, —‘I had it sent to me by your own father, some years ago, when you were only Lord Tidlywink.’—‘ Indeed !’ said I; ‘I did’nt know my father had such good stuff in his cellar at Diddleham Hall.’ —‘No more you have now,’ replied his grace; ‘ but you shall have, my dear fellow.’—And what do you think his grace did, gentlemen ? He sent me a hundred dozen in the ordnance vans the very next | morning !”’ / Eomichbookstco