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across the yard at the Jorge to morrow night wen we
are at the shop as i want to see you very Particular
about something, i hope you Wont he angry With
me for sending this note to you. i must now conclude
as i have not time to say more as they keep runing up
stirs but i remain your until death.         F L.
        For MIKE H.

It was to the guardians of the same Union
that this appeal was made; and many, very
many, I dare say, they had of the same
kind.

                                      November 1838.
Gentelmen being Dif i put wot i Got to say on this
paper i am out of implowment and i have being at
work for Mr. S—— Farmer at —— for sum tim but
my Site is se Week that i wos ablight to Give oup
Thrishing the Carn and he has no outer Dors Work
for me to Due at Presant and i have applid to the
pepild of W—— and tha have nothin for me to Due
and i hav 6 Small Childring at home that is not abel
to Urn a peney.
i am Gentelmen your Duteful and humbel Survint
                                                      T H

Again the fair sex claims attention. It is
the old story from Dido downwards; indeed,
ever since the time of Lamech:

"He, in love, the first deceiver."

The writer in question was a discharged
female servant. Her letter is dated from
Bath, a long time ago, though perhaps the
"desetful man" is not forgotten yet. Thus
it runs:

DEAR MADDAM
aving onfortunitly Left your Service as I Latley
Perseve throw A desetful Man that you so Hoften have
cotioned me A But Who I Bleve Whod ave runned
my Sole and Boddy both and I mit Be Thankful to
God that I am Parted from him and as my Bible tells
me I Bleve that all thing Works toegether For good
to them that Lov God  Dear Maddam I ave taken
the Key of the Carrag Blinds throw a innosent
mistake, and I ave Sent it to you and ave take the
Libbery to rit those few Lines to you and I hope it
will not be offencive to you or to my master. I did
wish much to see you Maddam Befor I Let yor
service But I did not take the Libbery to ask for you
Mnddam had I taken your advice I mit ave don
Better  But Little did I think I had A Snake in my
Bosom  Maddam I am your and your Fambleys most
Obedient and Most Humble Servant
                              FRANCIS BULLERY

For a complete business-like production
commend me to the following. It is a
gardener who wants a situation.

SIR  Mr Salter Send a leatter to you about
Gardner and have not had no anser  it was for me
Mr Salter know me veary well this 10 year  I lived
with Mr Thomas Cuthell Salters weskett Street
No 4 wish I can have a carroter from him in fosing
Coucumers or Mellons or kiching Gardnering or
manage Grass Ground making of hay or rick of hay  I
lived with Mr provice [not "Tom Provis" surely, yet
the neighbourhood is suspicious] Shepmallot 2 years
in house  I should be veary happy to wait upon you
Sir when you plees if you and Me Can a Gree 30
years of age  my name is John Clark of bath No 2
petter Street  plees to Send to Mr Sallter or me 45
pouns a year in house or 28 shillings pear week out of
house and bear and find myself wich you plees I was
born at brinkworth Near Wotton basot pen Logo farm
my mother live at know rent 200 year bin that farm
30 years of Lord Soffolk I lived with him 2 years
mySealf 5 Arks Gardning

John Clark's letter is slightly unintelligible
towards the close, but perhaps the exertion
of writing was too much for him. I will not,
however, perplex the subject still more by
being his commentator.

From the date of the next letter it might
be supposed that the progress of which we
boast so much in the nineteenth century had
not extended to the nineteenth thousand,
when it appears to have been written. The
opening is both zoological and startling; but
it shows how easily a difficult matter may be
handled.

                             March ye 29 18019.
SIR,— I have send you thes fue Lions to Let you no
I have got a Millman For you   If you dos think proper
and he is a Good Millman as any in the Contery he
have worked at one ples for forty yeer a good carreter
from his master at mr. Eveartt he his a soled sober
honest man and a good Millman this man dos
leves at Crocketton his Nem is Solaman michell my
kekmenaistron edward miles your humbel Sarvent he
have no famely but a wiff.

In this case I venture to suggest that the
word in italics means the "recommendation"
of Mr. Edward Miles.

The old lady who penned the following
"wigging " knew how to make her strokes
effective; all her piety, however, failed to
reconcile her to the fact that " drars " had
not been paid for.

MY DEAR GRANDAUGHTER, I have ben Long in
Expectin that mony wich I payd for you to Mr. Lite
for som drars you had of him when you went two
London have you forgot how you Bege and intreted
me to pay Mr. Lite three tims and you ould pay me
again the first opportuney I desierd your sister to ask
you for it you told Her your grandfather gev you and
yon could sho it on a letter of sophia are you so ardend
as to make Lite of telling a ley Looke in to the Bibel
and see ananice and sofia they was both Strok Ded for
telling of a ley oh Trembel at the thougt and Look wel
to your words and Deedes remember the two great
commandments your dutey to God and man I allways
thought Mr. Coppman wer a man of Prencabel and I
belive he is Should be hapy could I say so by you
your sister told me you was cumming down to your
brothers shortly Should be Glad to See you and hope
you are alterd for the Best I no you are fond of dress
and Company but what will that do for you fead you
vain mind with more vanety o conceter your ways and
be wise that is Wisdonm to God and be ofen on your
ness praying enernestly that the Lord would be plesd
to show you what you are by netther and what you
must be by Grays dont forget to Read your bible for
that will make you wise to Salvashon now I commend
you to God and the werd of his Grays which is Abel to
Bind you Up. And I conclud wishing you Both Every
Blessen fortin and eaternety is the Prare of your
aftectnat Granmother.
                                          G. MERRYWEATHER.
P.S. The mony I pays Mr. Lite for you was 4