(_FROM EDISON'S PHRASE-BOOK._)
Good gracious! what was that horrible noise? It sounded like the
falling of a leg of mutton!
Oh! that was only the blow delivered by the Hackney Cockchafer on the
eye of the Midland Wrap-Rascal. It's the best fight I've seen for a
long time.
I wish, then, you would take it with you into another room. I can
scarcely catch a single word of the Rev. JABEZ FISHE's delightful
sermon, to which I am endeavouring to listen.
Heavens! why all the windows are broken! And the mirrors are
shattered! And the chandelier has come down!
Well, my dear, I am very sorry, but I was much interested in the
firing of this new 137-ton gun, and they have just let it off. That's
all.
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