The Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen

ral ferment about it-They break open all the granaries in the empire-The affections of the people concili

lamation to be published in the Court Gazett

SSANT LORD, HIS EXCELLENCY

ion to all manner of European eatables, it is hereby strictly forbidden, under pain of the severest penalties, for any of the officers charged with the keeping

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the enormous quantity of fudge that has been distributed under guards in all the strong places in the empire, and which is strictly forbidden to be sold or given to any of the natives under the severest penalties." "Lord!" replied

ll companies and in all places, from the rising until the setting of the sun; and even at night, whe

but fudge; I thought my lover kissed my hand, and pressed it to his bosom, while I, frowning, endeavoured to wrest it from him: that he kneeled at my feet. No, never, never will I look at you, cried I, till you tell me what this fudge can be, or get me some of it. Begone! cried I, wi

nothing but fudge. Men, women, and children all, all talked of nothing but fudge. 'Twas a

petition, praying that I would be pleased to take the state of the nation under consideration, and give orders to satisfy the people, or the most dreadful consequences were to be apprehended. To these requests, at the entreaty of my council, I made no reply, or at best but unsatisfactory answers. Curiosity was on the rack; they forgot to lampoon the government, so engaged were

d tumultuous manner, forced open the granaries in all places in one

the disposition of the people, I cannot say-but they found it infinite

ed it over all the kingdom. Thus were the affections of the people regained; and they, from hence, began to venerate, applaud, and ad

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rt of genius; and the music, composed by Minheer Gastrashbark Gkrghhbarwskhk, was thought equal to the sense!-Never was t

soul of harmony the world should come to the performance of this ode." Lady Fragrantia was at that moment drummin

ing her in my arms while she melted into tears

r like a summer's morning,