Jack Mason, the Old Sailor

roduce as Mr. Jeremiah Jackson, and Mr. Solomon Smith, chapmen, (or what in modern vulgar parlance would be termed bagmen) travelling to procure orders for the house of an eminent cloth manufa

, he had a very fine set of teeth. That was something in his favour. One peculiarity she did not fail to notice. They were both dressed in every respect alike. In fact, Mr. Solomon Smith seemed to be Mr. Jeremiah Jackson's double. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. If Mr. Jackson took an accurate survey of the room with his one eye, Mr. Smith's solitary orb followed in the same direction. When Jeremiah admired the Compasses in the arms of the Carpenter's Company over the chimney-piece, or the portraits of the two eminent masters of the rule and plane, William Portington, and John Scott, Esquires, on either side of it, Solomon was lost in wonder. When Mr. Jackson noticed a fine service of old blue china in an open japan closet, Mr. Smith had never seen anything like it. And finally, when Jeremiah, having bestowed upon Mrs.

ould stand

e all bewitche

your charms," returned

" added Mr. Smith, placin

Mr. Wood laughed

ith you. I desire, Sir, you'll recollect yourself. Mr. Kneebone," she added, with a

set up another

ne in a conciliatory tone. "My friends, Mr. Jackson a

ays," interrupted Mrs

, Ma'am, that we never fail in our devo

hoed Mr. Smith, "u

, "I dare say Mr. Kneebone and his frien

a whisper, as she flounced past Mr. Kneebone on her way to the door, "how could you bring suc

entleman addressed, in the same tone; "but

! you alarm me

lips close to Mrs. Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agen

persons

eebone

ble

one smile

lace after all; and the Chevalier de Saint George is to land at the Tower with fifty thousand Frenchmen; and

lips; "don't let your imagination run away with you, my charmer

s too much excited to

emen in disguise! and so rude as

o rights," insinuated Kneebon

it is, we've only a couple of ducks-and they were intended for you. Winny, my love, come with me. I shall want you.-Sorry to quit your lord-worships, I mean,-I don't know what I mean," she added, a little co

a'am," said Mr. J

Ma'am," echoed Mr

Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the