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The Expedition of Humphry Clinker 21Matt. Bramble Nov. 20
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Literature · Historical Fiction
The Expedition of Humphry Clinker 21
Matt. Bramble Nov. 20
SmollettEnglish
To Mrs GWYLLIM, at Brambleton-hall.
GOOD MRS GWYLLIM,
Heaven, for wise porpuses, hath ordained that I should change my name and citation in life, so that I am not to be considered any more as manager of my brother’s family; but as I cannot surrender up my stewardship till I have settled with you and Williams, I desire you will get your accunts ready for inspection, as we are coming home without further delay.--My spouse, the captain, being subject to rummaticks, I beg you will take great care to have the blew chamber, up two pair of stairs, well warmed for his reception.--Let the sashes be secured, the crevices stopt, the carpets laid, and the beds well tousled.--Mrs Loyd, late Jenkins, being married to a relation of the family, cannot remain in the capacity of a sarvant; therefore, I wish you would cast about for some creditable body to be with me in her room--If she can spin, and is mistress of plain-work, so much the better--but she must not expect extravagant wages--having a family of my own, I must be more occumenical than ever. No more at present, but rests
Your loving friend, TAB. LISMAHAGO NOV. 20.
To Mrs MARY JONES, at Brambleton-hall.
MRS JONES,
Providinch hath bin pleased to make great halteration in the pasture of our affairs.--We were yesterday three kiple chined, by the grease of God, in the holy bands of mattermoney, and I now subscrive myself Loyd at your sarvice.--All the parish allowed that young ‘squire Dallison and his bride was a comely pear for to see.--As for madam Lashtniheygo, you nose her picklearities--her head, to be sure, was fintastical; and her spouse had rapt her with a long marokin furze cloak from the land of the selvidges, thof they say it is of immense bally.--The captain himself had a huge hassock of air, with three tails, and a tum-tawdry coat, boddered with sulfur.--Wan said he was a monkey-bank; and the ould bottler swore he was the born imich of Titidall.--For my part, I says nothing, being as how the captain has done the handsome thing by me.--Mr Loyd was dressed in a lite frog, and checket with gould binding; and thof he don’t enter in caparison with great folks of quality, yet he has got as good blood in his veins as arrow privat ‘squire in the county; and then his pursing is far from contentible.--Your humble sarvant had on a plain pea-green tabby sack, with my Runnela cap, ruff toupee, and side curls.--They said, I was the very moral of lady Rickmanstone, but not so pale--that may well be, for her ladyship is my elder by seven good years and more.--Now, Mrs Mary, our satiety is to suppurate--Mr Millfart goes to Bath along with the Dallisons, and the rest of us push home to Wales, to pass our Chrishmarsh at Brampleton-hall--As our apartments is to be the yallow pepper, in the thurd story, pray carry my things thither.--Present my cumpliments to Mrs Gwyllim, and I hope she and I will live upon dissent terms of civility.--Being, by God’s blessing, removed to a higher spear, you’ll excuse my being familiar with the lower sarvants of the family; but, as I trust you’ll behave respectful, and keep a proper distance, you may always depend upon the good will and purtection of
