(Greek Text)—GREEK PROVERB.
Tell you what, report my speeches if you like, but if you put my talk in, I’ll give you the mitten, as sure as you are born.—SLICKVILLE TRANSLATION
London, July 3rd, 1843.
MY DEAR HOPKINSON,
I have spent so many agreeable hours at Edgeworth heretofore, that my first visit on leaving London, will be to your hospitable mansion. In the meantime, I beg leave to introduce to you my “Attache,” who will precede me several days. His politics are similar to your own; I wish I could say as much in favour of his humour. His eccentricities will stand in need of your indulgence; but if you can overlook these, I am not without hopes that his originality, quaint sayings, and queer views of things in England, will afford you some amusement. At all events, I feel assured you will receive him kindly; if not for his own merits, at least for the sake of
Yours always,
THE AUTHOR.
To EDMUND HOPKINSON ESQ. Edgeworth, Gloucestershire.
| CHAPTER I. | THE NOSE OF A SPY |
| CHAPTER II. | THE PATRON; OR, THE COW’S TAIL |
| CHAPTER III. | ASCOT RACES |
| CHAPTER IV. | THE GANDER PULLING |
| CHAPTER V. | THE BLACK STOLE |
| CHAPTER VI. | THE PRINCE DE JOINVILLE’S HORSE |
| CHAPTER VII. | LIFE IN THE COUNTRY |
| CHAPTER VIII. | BUNKUM |
| CHAPTER IX. | THROWING THE LAVENDER |
| CHAPTER X. | AIMING HIGH |
| CHAPTER XI. | A SWOI-REE |
| CHAPTER XII. | TATTERSALL’S OR, THE ELDER AND THE GRAVE DIGGER |
| CHAPTER XIII. | LOOKING BACK |
| CHAPTER XIV. | CROSSING THE BORDER |
| CHAPTER XV. | THE IRISH PREFACE |