“I phixt on scarlit tites, then, imbridered with goold, as I have seen Widdicomb wear them at Hashleys when me and Mary Hann used to go there.  Ninety-six guineas worth of rich goold lace and cord did I have myhandering hall hover those shoperb inagspressables.

“Yellow marocky Heshn boots, red eels, goold spurs and goold tassels as bigg as belpulls.

“Jackit—­French gray and silver oringe fasings & cuphs, according to the old patn; belt, green and goold, tight round my pusn, & settin hoff the cemetry of my figgar not DISADVINTAJUSLY.

“A huzza paleese of pupple velvit & sable fir.  A sayber of Demaskus steal, and a sabertash (in which I kep my Odiclone and imbridered pocket ankercher), kimpleat my acooterments, which, without vannaty, was, I flatter myself, UNEAK.

“But the crownding triumph was my hat.  I couldnt wear a cock At.  The huzzahs dont use ’em.  I wouldnt wear the hojous old brass Elmet & Leppardskin.  I choas a hat which is dear to the memry of hevery Brittn; an at which was inwented by my Feeld Marshle and adord Prins; an At which vulgar PREJIDIS & JOAKING has in vane etempted to run down.  I chose the Halbert at.  I didn’t tell Bareacres of this egsabishn of loilty, intending to surprise him.  The white ploom of the West Diddlesex Yomingry I fixt on the topp of this Shacko, where it spread hout like a shaving-brush.

“You may be sure that befor the fatle day arrived, I didnt niglect to practus my part well; and had sevral REHUSTLES, as they say.

“This was the way.  I used to dress myself in my full togs.  I made Fitzwarren, my boddy servnt, stand at the dor, and figger as the Lord in Waiting.  I put Mrs. Bloker, my laundress, in my grand harm chair to reprasent the horgust pusn of my Sovring; Frederick, my secknd man, standing on her left, in the hattatude of an illustrus Prins Consort.  Hall the Candles were lighted.  ’Captain de la Pluche, presented by Herl Bareacres,’ Fitzwarren, my man, igsclaimed, as adwancing I made obasins to the Thrown.  Nealin on one nee, I cast a glans of unhuttarable loilty towards the British Crownd, then stepping gracefully hup, (my Dimascus Simiter would git betwigst my ligs, in so doink, which at fust was wery disagreeble)—­rising hup grasefly, I say, I flung a look of manly but respeckfl hommitch tords my Prins, and then ellygntly ritreated backards out of the Roil Presents.  I kep my 4 suvnts hup for 4 hours at this gaym the night before my presntation, and yet I was the fust to be hup with the sunrice.  I coodnt sleep that night.  By abowt six o’clock in the morning I was drest in my full uniform; and I didnt know how to pass the interveaning hours.

“‘My Granmother hasnt seen me in full phigg,’ says I.  ’It will rejoice that pore old sole to behold one of her race so suxesfle in life.  Has I ave read in the novle of “Kennleworth,” that the Herl goes down in Cort dress and extoneshes Hamy Robsart, I will go down in all my splender and astownd my old washywoman of a Granmother.’  To make this detummination; to horder my Broom; to knock down Frederick the groomb for delaying to bring it; was with me the wuck of a momint.  The next sor as galliant a cavyleer as hever rode in a cabb, skowering the road to Healing.