This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1869 Excerpt: ...their questions brief, I find them long enough; But still I never come to grief, But do digest the stuff. A cheerful, smiling man came in, And shook me by the hand: "Oh, how d' ye do?"--I vaguely grin, Nor seem to understand, But shake his hand with manner kind, And look inquiry mild. "What! don't you know me?--never ...
Read More
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1869 Excerpt: ...their questions brief, I find them long enough; But still I never come to grief, But do digest the stuff. A cheerful, smiling man came in, And shook me by the hand: "Oh, how d' ye do?"--I vaguely grin, Nor seem to understand, But shake his hand with manner kind, And look inquiry mild. "What! don't you know me?--never mind: I 'm Parkins!" and he smiled. "I'm Parkins." "Parkins? let me see--At Peckham did we meet?" '. Parkins of Peckham?--no, not he; Parkins of Seymour Street. I 'm quite in luck a friend to find: It puts me at my ease; You see, I 've left my purse behind--It's three-and-sixpence, please. "The fellow's waiting at the door, And I the train shall miss." I took out shillings, counted four--"Look here, I 've only this--I 've not got sixpence--" "Ah, I see This will do quite the same." I smiled at him, and he at me, Again he spoke his name--"I 'm Parkins." With his cheerful air, He shook me by the hand: "The fellow's waiting on the stair!" "All right--I understand!" "I 'm Parkins: I can't call to-night; To-morrow I 'll repay." He smiled and nodded, fresh and bright, And then--he went away! And, as he vanish'd from the room, The thing at once grew plain; I saw the truth--I felt my doom--I had been sold again! Parkins--oh, yes! and shillings four, That would do just as well! I 'd but one comfort, as of yore, --It was a clever sell! The story is gravely recited, And, oft as they 've heard it before, 'Tis always with laughter requited, A nd terrible shouts of "Encore!" But loudly he cries, "The three creatures Who carried me off in three whirls. Must now take their turn as my teachers. And prove themselves good little girls. Come, ...
Read Less
