y were LOST. I began the world afresh
with the close on my back, and thirteen and six in money, concealing
nothink, giving up heverythink, Onist and undismayed, and though beat,
with pluck in me still, and ready to begin agin.

"Well--it was the day before that apinted for my Unium. The 'Ringdove'
steamer was lying at Dover ready to carry us hoff. The Bridle apartmince
had been hordered at Salt Hill, and subsquintly at Balong sur Mare--the
very table cloth was laid for the weddn brexfst in Ill Street, and the
Bride's Right Reverend Huncle, the Lord Bishop of Bullocksmithy, had
arrived to sellabrayt our unium. All the papers were full of it. Crowds
of the fashnable world went to see the trooso, and admire the Carridges
in Long Hacre. Our travleng charrat (light bloo lined with pink satting,
and vermillium and goold weals) was the hadmaration of all for quiet
ellygns. We were to travel only 4, viz. me, my lady, my vally, and Mary
Hann as famdyshamber to my Hangelina. Far from oposing our match, this
worthy gal had quite givn into it of late, and laught and joakt, and
enjoyd our plans for the fewter igseedinkly.

"I'd left my lovely Bride very gay the night before--aving a multachewd
of bisniss on, and Stockbrokers' and bankers' accounts to settle:
atsettrey atsettrey. It was layt before I got these in horder: my sleap
was feavrish, as most mens is when they are going to be marrid or to be
hanged. I took my chocklit in bed about one: tride on my wedding close,
and found as ushle that they became me exeedingly.

"One thing distubbed my mind--two weskts had been sent home. A
blush-white satting and gold, and a kinary colored tabbinet imbridered
in silver: which should I wear on the hospicious day? This hadgitated
and perplext me a good deal. I detummined to go down to Hill Street and
cumsult the Lady whose wishis were henceforth to be my HALLINALL; and
wear whichever SHE phixt on.

"There was a great bussel and distubbans in the Hall in Ill Street:
which I etribyouted to the eproaching event. The old porter stared
meost uncommon when I kem in--the footman who was to enounce me laft I
thought--I was going up stairs--

"'Her ladyship's not--not at HOME,' says the man; 'and my lady's hill in
bed.'

"'Git lunch,' says I, 'I'll wait till Lady Hangelina returns.'

"At this the feller loox at me for a momint with his cheex blown out
like a bladder, and then busts out in a reglar guffau! the porter jined
in it, the impident