THE OLD COMMODORE VOL. 2

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by  N.A

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“ Hath talks aloud, or in some secret place,
/.nd wild Ttupatience stared hn ev'ry face.
‘The fying rumour gather’d as it rolld,
‘The awtul tale no sooner heard than tald ;
Aud all who told it aided something new,
‘And all who heard it mude enlargements too,

In oveag car it spread, ou every tongue it grew."

Vortunarauy for Lady Astell, and very un-
“fortunately for our gouty friend on bourd the
Terrific, that very evening the King, hav-
ing dined heartily at four o'elock, upon roast
Jeg of mutton, eschewing the fat, Sir Kiggles-
by Wippersnap, a very old courtier, and a
gett evony of hth the sovereigns, called in,
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THE OLD cosMOVORE.

As Sir Rigglesby never asked for any office,
and was never known to give an opinion that
was not an echo, he had the enérée-of the back-
stairs at all reasonable hours. Royal, like
common minds, require delasoomepat ‘The ean-
dlee were lighted; the ‘tittle-tafff® of the
day dispatched, and Sir Rigglesby, in con-
formity with the royal wish, took the dummy
at long whist, for sixpence a rub, against their
Majesties. Having lost and paid for the first
rub, and asseverating that it was impossible to
succeed against so much combined skill, as be
was slowly, very slowly, shuffling the cards, as
if wewilling to risk another sixpence, he thu
relieved, by speech, the tedium of his opera-
tion.

© Has your Majesty heard—hi—hi—of the
foolish pretensions of that, chat, Sir Octaviu
acnissart—presumptuous, and all that—"

“Deal, deal, Rigglesby—I see, eut, cut,
ent.”

« Not the Commodore, please your Majesty
THE OLD commononz. a

——hi—hi_wicked of me to joke in the presence
of sacred majesty—ho, ho”

* Cut, cut,—eut the old Commodore-have
though—-singular that—how did you know it
know, know, know it?”

** Please your Majesty, I did not know it—
opie your Majesty believe it?” turning to the
Queen, “ hi—hi—the otd vulgar-— and seeing
that a little abuse would not be reprehended,
he went on cautiously“ i-bred, disloyal,
hrute, has again threatened—bho, he, ho—to
come te court, before all the ladies—hum—bad
—with, ho—without—quite indecent.”

The four royal eyes opened expressively
wide, and “what, where, how, when? came
down ina plentiful shower,

“Why, may it pleuse your Majesties, he
boasts of possessing—hi, hi!—an hereditary
privilege, under the sign manual of Henry V.
your royal ancestor,” (rather a courtly streteh,)
“to cdme to court wherever your Majesty may
hold one, or whenever your Majesty may be

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