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made me a waistcoat and two stocks of it。 She was so VERY soft；
the old lady！
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I'd lived in this way for five years or more； making myself content
with my fifty pounds a year （PERHAPS I had saved a little out of
it； but that's neither here nor there）。 From year's end to year's
end I remained faithful to my dear mamma； never leaving her except
for a month or so in the summerwhen a bachelor may take a trip to
Gravesend or Margate； which would be too expensive for a family。 I
say a bachelor； for the fact is； I don't know whether I am married
or notnever having heard a word since of the scoundrelly Mrs。
Stubbs。
I never went to the public…house before meals： for； with my
beggarly fifty pounds； I could not afford to dine away from home：
but there I had my regular seat； and used to come home PRETTY
GLORIOUS； I can tell you。 Then bed till eleven； then breakfast and
the newspaper； then a stroll in Hyde Park or St。 James's； then home
at half…past three to dinnerwhen I jollied； as I call it； for the
rest of the day。 I was my mother's delight； and thus； with a clear
conscience； I managed to live on。
。 。 。 。 。 。
How fond she was of me； to be sure！ Being sociable myself； and
loving to have my friends about me； we often used to assemble a
company of as hearty fellows as you would wish to sit down with；
and keep the nights up royally。 〃Never mind； my boys；〃 I used to
say。 〃Send the bottle round： mammy pays for all。〃 As she did；
sure enough： and sure enough we punished her cellar too。 The good
old lady used to wait upon us； as if for all the world she had been
my servant； instead of a lady and my mamma。 Never used she to
repine； though I often； as I must confess； gave her occasion
（keeping her up till four o'clock in the morning； because she never
could sleep until she saw her 〃dear Bob〃 in bed； and leading her a
sad anxious life）。 She was of such a sweet temper； the old lady；
that I think in the course of five years I never knew her in a
passion； except twice： and then with sister Lizzy； who declared I
was ruining the house； and driving the lodgers away； one by one。
But mamma would not hear of such envious spite on my sister's part。
〃Her Bob〃 was always right； she said。 At last Lizzy fairly
retreated； and went to the Waters's。I was glad of it； for her
temper was dreadful； and we used to be squabbling from morning till
night！
Ah； those WERE jolly times！ but Ma was obliged to give up the
lodging…house at lastfor； somehow； things went wrong after my
sister's departurethe nasty uncharitable people said； on account
of ME； because I drove away the lodgers by smoking and drinking；
and kicking up noises in the house； and because Ma gave me so much
of her money：so she did； but if she WOULD give it； you know； how
could I help it？ Heigho！ I wish I'd KEPT it。
No such luck。 The business I thought was to last for ever： but at
the end of two years came a smashshut up shopsell off
everything。 Mamma went to the Waters's： and； will you believe it？
the ungrateful wretches would not receive me！ that Mary； you see；
was SO disappointed at not marrying me。 Twenty pounds a year they
allow； it is true； but what's that for a gentleman？ For twenty
years I have been struggling manfully to gain an honest livelihood；
and； in the course of them； have seen a deal of life； to be sure。
I've sold cigars and pocket…handkerchiefs at the corners of
streets； I've been a billiard…marker； I've been a director （in the
panic year） of the Imperial British Consolidated Mangle and Drying
Ground Company。 I've been on the stage （for two years as an actor；
and about a month as a cad； when I was very low）； I've been the
means of giving to the police of this empire some very valuable
information （about licensed victuallers； gentlemen's carts； and
pawnbrokers' names）； I've been very nearly an officer againthat
is； an assistant to an officer of the Sheriff of Middlesex： it was
my last place。
On the last day of the year 1837； even THAT game was up。 It's a
thing that very seldom happened to a gentleman； to be kicked out of
a spunging…house； but such was my case。 Young Nabb （who succeeded
his father） drove me ignominiously from his door； because I had
charged a gentleman in the coffee…rooms seven…and…sixpence for a
glass of ale and bread and cheese； the charge of the house being
only six shillings。 He had the meanness to deduct the eighteenpence
from my wages； and because I blustered a bit； he took me by the
shoulders and turned me outme； a gentleman； and； what is more； a
poor orphan！
How I did rage and swear at him when I got out into the street！
There stood he； the hideous Jew monster； at the double door；
writhing under the effect of my language。 I had my revenge！ Heads
were thrust out of every bar of his windows； laughing at him。 A
crowd gathered round me； as I stood pounding him with my satire；
and they evidently enjoyed his discomfiture。 I think the mob would
have pelted the ruffian to death （one or two of their missiles hit
ME； I can tell you）； when a policeman came up； and in reply to a
gentleman； who was asking what was the disturbance； said； 〃Bless
you； sir； it's Lord Cornwallis。〃 〃Move on； BOOTS；〃 said the fellow
to me； for the fact is； my misfortunes and early life are pretty
well knownand so the crowd dispersed。
〃What could have made that policeman call you Lord Cornwallis and
Boots？〃 said the gentleman； who seemed mightily amused； and had
followed me。 〃Sir；〃 says I； 〃I am an unfortunate officer of the
North Bungay Fencibles； and I'll tell you willingly for a pint of
beer。〃 He told me to follow him to his chambers in the Temple；
which I did （a five…pair back）； and there； sure enough； I had the
beer； and told him this very story you've been reading。 You see he
is what is called a literary manand sold my adventures for me to
the booksellers； he's a strange chap； and says they're MORAL。
。 。 。 。 。 。
I'm blest if I can see anything moral in them。 I'm sure I ought to
have been more lucky through life； being so very wide awake。 And
yet here I am； without a place； or even a friend； starving upon a
beggarly twenty pounds a yearnot a single sixpence more； upon MY
HONOR。
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