correspondence, artfully contrived by Pickwick with a view to his contemplated desertion, and which I am not in a condition to explain? And what does this illusion to the slow coach mean? For aught I know, it may be a reference to Pickwick himself, who has most unquestionably been a criminally slow coach during the whole of this transaction, but whose speed will now be very unexpectedly accelerated, and whose wheels, gentlemen, as he will find to his cost, will very soon be greased by you!" Mr. Serjeant Buzfuz paused in this place, to see whether the jury smiled at his joke; but as nobody took it but the green-grocer, whose sensitiveness on the subject was very probably occasioned by his having subjected a chaise-cart to the process in question on that identical morning, the learned serjeant considered it advisable to undergo a slight relapse into the dismals before he concluded. "But enough of this, gentlemen," said Mr. Serjeant Buzfuz; “it is difficult to smile with an aching heart; it is ill jesting when our deepest sympathies are awakened. My client's hopes and prospects are ruined, and it is no figure of speech to say that her occupation is gone indeed. The bill is down-but there is no tenant. Eligible single gentlemen pass and repass-but there is no invitation for them to inquire within or without. All is gloom and silence in the house; even the voice of the child is hushed; his infant sports are disregarded when his mother weeps; his 'alley tors' and his 'commoneys' are alike neglected; he forgets the long familiar cry of 'knuckle down'; and at tip-cheese, or odd and even, his hand is out. But Pickwick, gentlemen-Pickwick, the ruthless destroyer of this domestic oasis in the desert of Goswell Street-Pickwick, who has choked up the well, and thrown ashes on the sward-Pickwick, who comes before you to-day with his heartless tomato sauce and warming-pans-Pickwick still rears his head with unblushing effrontery, and gazes without a sigh on the ruin he has made. Damages, gentlemen-heavy damages-is the only punishment with which you can visit him, the only recompense you can award to my client. And for those damages she now appeals to an enlightened, a high-minded, a rightfeeling, a conscientious, a dispassionate, a sympathising, a contemplative jury of her civilised countrymen." With this beautiful peroration, Mr. Serjeant Buzfuz sat down, and Mr. Justice Stareleigh woke up. -"Pickwick Papers." William Aytoun Idées Napoléoniennes COME, listen all who wish to learn How nations should be ruled, From one who from his youth has been Eh bien! écoutez aux Idées To keep the mind intently fixed To look to no one's interest, To make a friend, and use him well, Of all that makes him useful, and Without remorse-c'est une Idée Napoléonienne. To sneak into a good man's house To gain your point in view; to wade Some helpless cat's-paw, when Your chestnuts burn-c'est une Idée Napoléonienne. To clutch and keep the lion's share; To kill or drive away The wolves, that you upon the lambs May, unmolested, prey; To keep a gang of jackals fierce To guard and stock your den, While you lie down-c'est une Idée Napoléonienne. To bribe the base; to crush the good, And bring them to their knees; To stick at nothing, or to stick At what or whom you please; |