THE PUNCH CORRESPONDENCE.

In presenting the following epistle to my readers, it may be

necessary to apprise them, that it is the genuine production of my

eldest daughter, Julia, who has lately obtained the situation of

lady's-maid in the house of Mr. Samuel Briggs, an independent wax

and tallow-chandler, of Fenchurch-street, City, but who keeps his

family away from business, in fashionable style, in

Russell-square, Bloomsbury. The example of many of our most

successful literary _chiffonniers_, who have not thought it

disgraceful to publish scraps of private history and unedited

scandal, picked up by them in the houses to which they happened to

be admitted, will, it is presumed, sufficiently justify my

daughter in communicating, for the amusement of an enlightened

public, and the benefit of an affectionate parent, a few

circumstances connected with Briggs' family, with such

observations and reflections of her own as would naturally suggest

themselves to a refined and intelligent mind. Should this first

essay of a timid girl in the thorny path of literature be

favourably received by my friends and patrons, it will stimulate

her to fresh exertions; and, I fondly hope, may be the means of

placing her name in the same rank by those of Lady Morgan, Madame

Tussaud, Mrs. Glasse, the Invisible Lady, and other national

ornaments of the feminine species.--[PUNCH.

Russl Squear, July 14.

Dear PA,--I nose yew will he angxious to ear how I get on sins I left the

wing of the best of feathers. I am appy to say I am hear in a very

respeckble fammaly, ware they keeps too tawl footmen to my hand; one of

them is cawld John, and the other Pea-taw,--the latter is as vane as a

P-cock of his leggs, wich is really beutyful, and puffickly

streight--though the howskeaper ses he has bad angles; but some pipple loox

at things with only 1 i, and sea butt there defex. Mr. Wheazey is the

ass-matick butler and cotchman, who has lately lost his heir, and can't get

no moar, wich is very diffycult after a serting age, even with the help of

Rowland's Madagascar isle. Mrs. Tuffney, the howsekeaper, is a prowd and

oystere sort of person. I rather suspex that she's jellows of me and

Pea-taw, who as bean throwink ship's i's at me. She thinks to look down on

me, but she can't, for I hold myself up; and though we brekfists and t's at

the same _board_, I treat with a _deal_ of _hot-tar_, and shoes her how

much I dispeyses her supper-silly-ous conduck. Besides these indyvidules,

there's another dome-stick, wich I wish to menshun particlar--wich is the

paige Theodore, that, as the poat says, as bean

"--contrived a double debt to pay,

A _paige_ at night--a _tigger_ all the day."

In the mornink he's a tigger, drest in a tite froc-cote, top-boots, buxkin

smawl-closes, and stuck up behind Master Ahghustusses cab. In the heavening

he gives up the tigger, and comes out as the paige, in a fansy jackit, with

too rose of guilt buttings, wich makes him the perfeck immidge of Mr.

Widdycomb, that ice sea in the serkul at Hashley's Amphitheatre. The

paige's bisiness is to _weight_ on the ladies, wich is naterally _light_

work; and being such a small chap, you may suppose they can never make

enuff of him. These are all the upper servants, of coarse, I shan't lower

myself by notusing the infearyour crechurs; such as the owsmade, coke,

_edcett rar_, but shall purceed drackly to the other potion of the fammaly,

beginning with the old guv'nor (as Pee-taw cawls him), who as no idear of i

life, and, like one of his own taller lites, has only _dipped_ into good

sosiety. Next comes Missus:--in fact, I ot to have put her fust, for the

grey mayor is the best boss in our staybill, (Exkews the wulgarisrm.) After

Missus, I give persedince to Mr. Ahghustuss, who, bean the only sun in the

house, is natrally looked up to by everybody in it. He as bean brot up a

perfick genelman, at Oxfut, and is consekently fond of spending his knights

in _le trou de charbon_, and afterwards of skewering the streets--twisting

double knockers, pulling singlebelles, and indulging in other fashonable

divertions, to wich the low-minded polease, and the settin madgistrets have

strong objexions. His Pa allows him only sicks hundred a-year, wich isn't

above 1/2 enuff to keep a cabb, a cupple of hosses, and other thinks, which

it's not necessary to elude to here. Isn't it ogious to curb so fine a

spirit? I wish you see him, Pa; such i's, and such a pear of beutyful black

musquitoes on his lip--enuff to turn the hidds of all the wimming he meats.

The other membranes of this fammaly are the 3 dorters--Miss Sofiar, Miss

Selinar, and Miss Jorgina, wich are all young ladyes, full groan, and goes

in public characters to the Kaledonian bawls, and is likewise angxious to

get off hands as soon as a feverable opportunity hoffers. It's beleaved the

old guv'nor can give them ten thowsand lbs. a-peace, wich of coarse will

have great weight with a husband. There's some Qrious stoaries going--Law!

there's Missuses bell. I must run up-stairs, so must conclewd obroply, but

hope to resoom my pen necks weak.

Believe me, my dear Pa,

Your affeckshnt

JULIA PUNCH.

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