ROBERT'S FUTURE.

My kind Amerrycain aquaintance--I musn't call him frend tho' he is

so werry free and social with me, for I hopes I knos my propper

place--has giwen me a long acount of his week at Brighton. It seems

as he was in grate luck, for it was Brighton Race Week, and he is

good enuff to say that, whatever diffrent opinyons the men of other

countries may find in regard to the warious customs and manners of our

grate but rayther rum nashun, they all agrees, with one acord, that a

English race-course is the prettyest and nicest thing of the sort that

the hole world can show. I rayther thinks as he dropt his money there,

but it couldn't have bin werry much, for it didn't have the least

effeck on his good temper. It seems as he got interdooced to some

sillybrated pusson who rites in papers and seemed to kno everythink,

but wot he wanted to kno was if I coud tell him what caused his

werry bad indijeshun, to which I at once replied, without a moment's

hesitashun, that it was probberbly owing to his being, wich he told

me he was, a sort of relashun of a real Common Councilman of the

Grand old Citty of London! at which he larfed quite hartily and said,

"Bravo, Mr. ROBERT, that's one to you!"

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He arterwards arsked me for the werry best place to go to, where he

coud have jest about a few hours quiet refleckshun all to hisself

without not nothink to disturb him; so I sent him to Marlow,

gentlemanly Marlow, if you please, with a letter to my old friend BILL

the Fisherman, and there, he told me arterwards, he had sich a luvly

day of it as he never rememberd having afore. He sat for fours ours in

a luvly Punt, in a bewtifool drizzlin rain, with lots of fish a biting

away, but he was much too much engaged to pay the least atenshun to

'em, and there wasn't not noboddy to bother him; so he sat there, and

thort out about the most himportentest ewent of his life; and when I

waited upon him at the "Grand Hotel" arterwards, I don't think as I

ewer seed a reel Gent, as he suttenly is, in such jolly good sperrits.

So, seeing how werry successfool I had been, I wentured to say to

him,--"And now, Sir, if you wants to see gentlemanly Marlow in quite

another aspic, and one that estonishes and delites all as sees it,

just take the 9:45 train from Paddington next Sunday, and, drectly

you gets there, go at wunce to the Lock, and there, for ours and ours

you will see sitch a sight of most ravishing bewty, combined with

helegance and hart, as praps no other spot in all the hole world

can show! Why, Sir," I said, "every time as the full Lock opens its

yawning gates, at the command of one of the principel hofficers of the

Tems Conserwancy, you will think of the Gates of Parrydice a hopening

for a excurshun of hundreds of the most bewtifoollest Angels as

ginerally lives there!" "Why, Mr. ROBERT," says the Amerrycain,

"your henthusiasm xcites my curosity, and I'll suttenly go, and," he

added, with almost a blushing smile, "I rayther thinks as I'll take a

companion with me."

And off he went on the follering Sunday, and didn't git back till

seven o'clock to dinner, and his fust words to me was,--"Mr. ROBERT,

you didn't in the least xagerate the bewty of the scene as you sent me

for to see--it was as strange and as lovely as a Faery Tail! I wasn't

at all surprised to see what Swells there was among 'em, and what

werry particklar attentions they paid to 'em, cos I reklek how My Lord

RANGDULF CHURCHILL slected that particklar spot, on henny particklar

fine Sunday, to seek that werry welcome and much wanted change from

his sewere Parlementary dooties, as he used wen he were ere among us

to rekquire, for I guess as there ain't sitch a sight to be seen not

nowheres else so well calklated to brighten a pore feller up who's

jest about done up with reel hard work." I didn't quite understand

what made my Amerrycain smile quite so slily as he finished his

rayther long speech, but he most certenly did, and then set to work at

his dinner.

He arterwards told me as how as he means to pay a wisit, when the

season begins, to our new Hotel at Monty Carlo, sumwheres in France,

and try his new system at the Tables, and if he suckseeds, as he knows

he shall, he will, praps, sum day tell me his secret, and then I shall

have to ask my gentlemanly Manager here to let me have a few weeks

there, and then I shan't want to do any more waiting! What a prospeck!

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