CHAPTER I

THE POSTHUMOUS PAPERS OF

THE PICKWICK CLUB

[Illustration: _The Pickwick Club_]

THE POSTHUMOUS PAPERS

OF THE

PICKWICK CLUB

BY

CHARLES DICKENS

ILLUSTRATED BY

CECIL ALDIN

VOLUME THE FIRST

[Illustration]

NEW YORK

E. P. DUTTON & COMPANY

31 West Twenty-Third Street

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I PAGE

+The Pickwickians+ 1

CHAPTER II

+The First Day's Journey, and the First Evening's

Adventures; with their Consequences+ 7

CHAPTER III

+A New Acquaintance. The Stroller's Tale. A Disagreeable

Interruption, and an Unpleasant Encounter+ 39

CHAPTER IV

+A Field-Day and Bivouac. More New Friends. An Invitation

to the Country+ 52

CHAPTER V

+A Short One. Showing, among other Matters, how Mr.

Pickwick undertook to Drive, and Mr. Winkle to Ride;

and how they both did it+ 66

CHAPTER VI

+An Old-fashioned Card-party. The Clergyman's Verses. The

Story of the Convict's Return+ 78

CHAPTER VII

+How Mr. Winkle, instead of Shooting at the Pigeon and

Killing the Crow, Shot at the Crow and Wounded the

Pigeon; how the Dingley Dell Cricket Club played

All-Muggleton, and how All-Muggleton Dined at the

Dingley Dell Expense: with other Interesting and

Instructive Matters+ 95

CHAPTER VIII

+Strongly Illustrative of the Position, that the Course

of True Love is not a Railway+ 111

CHAPTER IX

+A Discovery and a Chase+ 126

CHAPTER X

+Clearing up all Doubts (if any Existed) of the

Disinterestedness of Mr. Jingle's Character+ 136

CHAPTER XI

+Involving another Journey, and an Antiquarian Discovery.

Recording Mr. Pickwick's Determination to be Present

at an Election; and containing a Manuscript of the Old

Clergyman's+ 152

CHAPTER XII

+Descriptive of a very important Proceeding on the part

of Mr. Pickwick; no less an Epoch in his Life, than in

this History+ 173

CHAPTER XIII

+Some Account of Eatanswill; of the State of Parties

therein; and of the Election of a Member to Serve in

Parliament for that Ancient, Loyal, and Patriotic

Borough+ 181

CHAPTER XIV

+Comprising a Brief Description of the Company at the

Peacock assembled; and a Tale told by a Bagman+ 202

CHAPTER XV

+In which is given a Faithful Portraiture of two

Distinguished Persons; and an Accurate Description of

a Public Breakfast in their House and Grounds: which

Public Breakfast leads to the Recognition of an Old

Acquaintance, and the Commencement of another Chapter+ 222

CHAPTER XVI

+Too full of Adventure to be Briefly Described+ 238

CHAPTER XVII

+Showing that an Attack of Rheumatism in some cases, acts

as a Quickener to Inventive Genius+ 261

CHAPTER XVIII

+Briefly illustrative of Two Points;--First, the Power of

Hysterics, and, Secondly, the Force of Circumstances+

271

CHAPTER XIX

+A Pleasant Day, with an Unpleasant Termination+ 283

CHAPTER XX

+Showing how Dodson and Fogg were Men of Business, and

their Clerks Men of Pleasure; and how an affecting

Interview took place between Mr. Weller and his

Long-lost Parent; showing also what Choice Spirits

assembled at the Magpie and Stump, and what a Capital

Chapter the Next One will be+ 300

CHAPTER XXI

+In which the Old Man launches forth into his Favourite

Theme, and relates a Story about a Queer Client+ 319

CHAPTER XXII

+Mr. Pickwick Journeys to Ipswich, and meets with a

Romantic Adventure with a Middle-aged Lady in Yellow

Curl-papers+ 338

CHAPTER XXIII

+In which Mr. Samuel Weller begins to devote his Energies

to the Return Match between himself and Mr. Trotter+ 357

CHAPTER XXIV

+Wherein Mr. Peter Magnus grows jealous, and the

Middle-aged Lady apprehensive, which brings the

Pickwickians within the Grasp of the Law+ 367

CHAPTER XXV

+Showing, among a variety of Pleasant Matters, how

Majestic and Impartial Mr. Nupkins was, and how Mr.

Weller returned Mr. Job Trotter's Shuttlecock as

heavily as it came. With another Matter, which will be

found in its Place+ 385

CHAPTER XXVI

+Which contains a Brief Account of the Progress of the

Action of Bardell against Pickwick+ 407

CHAPTER XXVII

+Samuel Weller makes a Pilgrimage to Dorking, and beholds

his Mother-in-law+ 415

CHAPTER XXVIII

+A Good-humoured Christmas Chapter, containing an Account

of a Wedding, and some other Sports beside: which

although in their Way even as Good Customs as Marriage

itself, are not quite so religiously kept up, in these

Degenerate Times+ 426

ILLUSTRATIONS

IN COLOUR

_The Pickwick Club_ _Frontispiece_

_"Wo--o!" cried Mr. Pickwick. "Wo--o!" echoed Mr. Tupman

and Mr. Snodgrass from the bin_ _Facing page_ 70

_Mr. Pickwick ran to his assistance_ " 72

_"Bless my soul!" said Mr. Winkle, "I declare I forgot

the cap"_ " 98

_"Love to Tuppy--won't you get up behind?--drive on,

boys," replied Jingle_ " 134

_Sam at the White Hart_ " 142

_At the table sat Mr. Tupman, looking as unlike a man who

had taken his leave of this world as possible_ " 156

_"She looked up in Tom's face and smiled through her

tears"_ " 220

_"I won't suffer this barrow to be moved another step

unless Winkle carries that gun of his in a different

manner"_ " 286

_"Take example of your father, my boy, and be very

careful o' widders all your life"_ " 310

_"I trust, ma'am," resumed Mr. Pickwick, "that my

unblemished character and the devoted respect I

entertain for your sex----"_ " 354

_"Mother-in-law," said Sam, "how are you?"_ " 418

_A distant response is heard from the yard, and Mr.

Pickwick and Mr. Tupman come running down it_ " 430

IN TEXT

PAGE

_Heading to Chapter I_ 1

_Heading to Chapter II_ 7

_"Weeks!" said Mr. Pickwick in astonishment--and out came

the note-book again_ 9

_"What's the fun?" said a rather tall thin young man_ 11

_"My name is Winkle, sir"_ 28

_Heading to Chapter III_ 39

_Heading to Chapter IV_ 52

_"Damn that boy, he's gone to sleep again"_ 59

_Heading to Chapter V_ 66

_"T'other side, sir, if you please"_ 71

_Heading to Chapter VI_ 78

_Heading to Chapter VII_ 95

_Heading to Chapter VIII_ 111

_"He must have been fast asleep," whispered Mr. Tupman_ 115

_Heading to Chapter IX_ 126

_"Here I am; but I han't a willin"_ 127

_Heading to Chapter X_ 136

_Sam Weller at the keyhole_ 146

_Heading to Chapter XI_ 152

_"There is an inscription here," said Mr. Pickwick_ 158

_Heading to Chapter XII_ 173

_"Oh, you kind, good, playful dear"_ 176

_Heading to Chapter XIII_ 181

_"He has patted the babies on the head"_ 196

_Heading to Chapter XIV_ 202

_"No other than Tom Smart"_ 207

_Heading to Chapter XV_ 222

_Mr. Pickwick, with the Brigand on one arm, and the

Troubadour on the other_ 230

_Heading to Chapter XVI_ 238

_"Looks as convivial as a live trout in a lime-basket"_ 244

_"Who's there?" screamed a numerous chorus of treble voices_ 254

_Heading to Chapter XVII_ 261

_"Open it flew, disclosing Nathaniel Pipkin"_ 268

_Heading to Chapter XVIII_ 271

_Heading to Chapter XIX_ 283

_"Who are you, you rascal?"_ 296

_Heading to Chapter XX_ 300

_Heading to Chapter XXI_ 319

_Heading to Chapter XXII_ 338

_"Sam," said Mr. Pickwick, "Where's my bedroom?"_ 355

_Heading to Chapter XXIII_ 357

_Heading to Chapter XXIV_ 367

_Heading to Chapter XXV_ 385

_"You don't mean to say you did that on purpose?"_ 405

_Heading to Chapter XXVI_ 407

_Mrs. Bardell and her two friends were getting on very well_ 410

_Heading to Chapter XXVII_ 415

_Heading to Chapter XXVIII_ 426

_"Aha!" said the fat boy_ 432

[Illustration: POSTHUMOUS PAPERS

OF

THE PICKWICK CLUB]

CHAPTER I

THE PICKWICKIANS

The first ray of light which illumines the gloom, and converts into a

dazzling brilliancy that obscurity in which the earlier history of the

public career of the immortal Pickwick would appear to be involved, is

derived from the perusal of the following entry in the Transactions of

the Pickwick Club, which the editor of these papers feels the highest

pleasure in laying before his readers, as a proof of the careful

attention, indefatigable assiduity, and nice discrimination, with which

his search among the multifarious documents confided to him has been

conducted.

"May 12, 1827. Joseph Smiggers, Esq., P.V.P.M.P.C.,[1] presiding. The

following resolutions unanimously agreed to:--

[1] Perpetual Vice-President--Member Pickwick Club.

"That this Association has heard read, with feelings of unmingled

satisfaction, and unqualified approval, the paper communicated by

Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C.,[2] entitled 'Speculations on the

Source of the Hampstead Ponds, with some Observations on the Theory of

Tittlebats'; and that this Association does hereby return its warmest

thanks to the said Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C., for the same.

[2] General Chairman--Member Pickwick Club.

"That while this Association is deeply sensible of the advantages

which must accrue to the cause of science from the production to which

they have just adverted,--no less than from the unwearied researches

of Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C., in Hornsey, Highgate, Brixton,

and Camberwell,--they cannot but entertain a lively sense of the

inestimable benefits which must inevitably result from carrying the

speculations of that learned man into a wider field, from extending his

travels, and consequently enlarging his sphere of observation, to the

advancement of knowledge, and the diffusion of learning.

"That, with the view just mentioned, this Association has taken into

its serious consideration a proposal, emanating from the aforesaid

Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C., and three other Pickwickians

hereinafter named, for forming a new branch of United Pickwickians,

under the title of The Corresponding Society of the Pickwick Club.

"That the said proposal has received the sanction and approval of this

Association.

"That the Corresponding Society of the Pickwick Club is therefore

hereby constituted; and that Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C., Tracy

Tupman, Esq., M.P.C., Augustus Snodgrass, Esq., M.P.C., and Nathaniel

Winkle, Esq., M.P.C., are hereby nominated and appointed members of

the same; and that they be requested to forward, from time to time,

authenticated accounts of their journeys and investigations, of their

observations of character and manners, and of the whole of their

adventures, together with all tales and papers to which local scenery

or associations may give rise, to the Pickwick Club, stationed in

London.

"That this Association cordially recognises the principle of every

member of the Corresponding Society defraying his own travelling

expenses; and that it sees no objection whatever to the members of

the said society pursuing their inquiries for any length of time they

please, upon the same terms.

"That the members of the aforesaid Corresponding Society be, and are,

hereby informed, that their proposal to pay the postage of their

letters, and the carriage of their parcels, has been deliberated upon

by this Association: that this Association considers such proposal

worthy of the great minds from which it emanated, and that it hereby

signifies its perfect acquiescence therein."

A casual observer, adds the Secretary, to whose notes we are indebted

for the following account--a casual observer might possibly have

remarked nothing extraordinary in the bald head, and circular

spectacles, which were intently turned towards his (the Secretary's)

face, during the reading of the above resolutions: to those who knew

that the gigantic brain of Pickwick was working beneath that forehead,

and that the beaming eyes of Pickwick were twinkling behind those

glasses, the sight was indeed an interesting one. There sat the man who

had traced to their source the mighty ponds of Hampstead, and agitated

the scientific world with his Theory of Tittlebats, as calm and unmoved

as the deep waters of the one on a frosty day, or as a solitary

specimen of the other in the inmost recesses of an earthen jar. And

how much more interesting did the spectacle become, when, starting

into full life and animation, as a simultaneous call for "Pickwick"

burst from his followers, that illustrious man slowly mounted into the

Windsor chair, on which he had been previously seated, and addressed

the club himself had founded. What a study for an artist did that

exciting scene present! The eloquent Pickwick, with one hand gracefully

concealed behind his coat tails, and the other waving in air, to assist

his glowing declamation; his elevated position revealing those tights

and gaiters, which, had they clothed an ordinary man, might have passed

without observation, but which, when Pickwick clothed them--if we may

use the expression--inspired involuntary awe and respect; surrounded

by the men who had volunteered to share the perils of his travels, and

who were destined to participate in the glories of his discoveries. On

his right hand sat Mr. Tracy Tupman--the too susceptible Tupman, who to

the wisdom and experience of maturer years superadded the enthusiasm

and ardour of a boy, in the most interesting and pardonable of human

weaknesses--love. Time and feeding had expanded that once romantic

form; the black silk waistcoat had become more and more developed; inch

by inch had the gold watch-chain beneath it disappeared from within

the range of Tupman's vision; and gradually had the capacious chin

encroached upon the borders of the white cravat: but the soul of Tupman

had known no change--admiration of the fair sex was still its ruling

passion. On the left of his great leader sat the poetic Snodgrass, and

near him again the sporting Winkle, the former poetically enveloped

in a mysterious blue cloak with a canine-skin collar, and the latter

communicating additional lustre to a new green shooting coat, plaid

neckerchief, and closely-fitted drabs.

Mr. Pickwick's oration upon this occasion, together with the debate

thereon, is entered on the Transactions of the Club. Both bear a strong

affinity to the discussions of other celebrated bodies; and, as it is

always interesting to trace a resemblance between the proceedings of

great men, we transfer the entry to these pages.

"Mr. Pickwick observed (says the Secretary) that fame was dear to the

heart of every man. Poetic fame was dear to the heart of his friend

Snodgrass; the fame of conquest was equally dear to his friend Tupman;

and the desire of earning fame in the sports of the field, the air,

and the water, was uppermost in the breast of his friend Winkle. He

(Mr. Pickwick) would not deny that he was influenced by human passions,

and human feelings (cheers)--possibly by human weaknesses--(loud

cries of 'No'); but this he would say, that if ever the fire of

self-importance broke out in his bosom, the desire to benefit the human

race in preference effectually quenched it. The praise of mankind

was his Swing; philanthropy was his insurance office. (Vehement

cheering.) He had felt some pride--he acknowledged it freely, and

let his enemies make the most of it--he had felt some pride when he

presented his Tittlebatian Theory to the world; it might be celebrated

or it might not. (A cry of 'It is,' and great cheering.) He would

take the assertion of that honourable Pickwickian whose voice he had

just heard--it was celebrated; but if the fame of that treatise were

to extend to the furthest confines of the known world, the pride with

which he should reflect on the authorship of that production would be

as nothing compared with the pride with which he looked around him,

on this, the proudest moment of his existence. (Cheers.) He was a

humble individual. ('No, no.') Still he could not but feel that they

had selected him for a service of great honour, and of some danger.

Travelling was in a troubled state, and the minds of coachmen were

unsettled. Let them look abroad, and contemplate the scenes which were

enacting around them. Stage coaches were upsetting in all directions,

horses were bolting, boats were overturning, and boilers were bursting.

(Cheers--a voice 'No.') No! (Cheers.) Let that honourable Pickwickian

who cried 'No' so loudly come forward and deny it, if he could.

(Cheers.) Who was it that cried 'No'? (Enthusiastic cheering.) Was it

some vain and disappointed man--he would not say haberdasher--(loud

cheers)--who, jealous of the praise which had been--perhaps

undeservedly--bestowed on his (Mr. Pickwick's) researches, and smarting

under the censure which had been heaped upon his own feeble attempts at

rivalry, now took this vile and calumnious mode of----

"Mr. +Blotton+ (of Aldgate) rose to order. Did the honourable

Pickwickian allude to him? (Cries of 'Order,' 'Chair,' 'Yes,' 'No,' 'Go

on,' 'Leave off,' &c.)

"Mr. +Pickwick+ would not put up to be put down by clamour. He _had_

alluded to the honourable gentleman. (Great excitement.)

"Mr. +Blotton+ would only say then, that he repelled the hon. gent.'s

false and scurrilous accusation, with profound contempt. (Great

cheering.) The hon. gent. was a humbug. (Immense confusion, and loud

cries of 'Chair' and 'Order.')

"Mr. +A. Snodgrass+ rose to order. He threw himself upon the chair.

(Hear.) He wished to know whether this disgraceful contest between two

members of that club should be allowed to continue. (Hear, hear.)

"The +Chairman+ was quite sure the hon. Pickwickian would withdraw the

expression he had just made use of.

"Mr. +Blotton+, with all possible respect for the chair, was quite sure

he would not.

"The +Chairman+ felt it his imperative duty to demand of the honourable

gentleman, whether he had used the expression which had just escaped

him in a common sense.

"Mr. +Blotton+ had no hesitation in saying that he had not--he had

used the word in its Pickwickian sense. (Hear, hear.) He was bound to

acknowledge that, personally, he entertained the highest regard and

esteem for the honourable gentleman; he had merely considered him a

humbug in a Pickwickian point of view. (Hear, hear.)

"Mr. +Pickwick+ felt much gratified by the fair, candid, and full

explanation of his honourable friend. He begged it to be at once

understood, that his own observations had been merely intended to bear

a Pickwickian construction. (Cheers.)"

Here the entry terminates, as we have no doubt the debate did also,

after arriving at such a highly satisfactory and intelligible point.

We have no official statement of the facts which the reader will find

recorded in the next chapter, but they have been carefully collated

from letters and other MS. authorities, so unquestionably genuine as to

justify their narration in a connected form.

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