The Library of fiction - or, Family story-teller, consisting of original tales, essays, and sketches of character (1836) (14763104511)

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Title: The Library of fiction : or, Family story-teller, consisting of original tales, essays, and sketches of character

Year: 1836 (1830s)

Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870. Tugg's at Ramsgate Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870. Little talk about spring and the sweeps

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Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall

Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign

Digitizing Sponsor: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign

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ide the merits of his theory. It answeredthe purpose admirably. The animal made a bound. I shut myeyes, feeling no doubt but the fate of Layers was decided—aspectacle I was not anxious to witness. When I again lookednp, Graham was mounted on the top of the fence, and Snatswas making multifarious hurried, but fruitless, attempts to fol-low his example. . It appeared that the ox, when it butted at Layers, had not,fortunately, thrown him down, but merely chucked him againstthe wooden paling, where, following up its attack, its horns hadpassed on either side of his body—no very comfortable kind ofwaistband!—and fixed him without doing any bodily injury.The listless nature of the animal made it unwilling to exert it-self; for, though it might, by raising its head, have tossedLayers over the palings, it remained quiet—only, occasionally en-;deavouring to master the power which resisted it, it would punchits poll info Layers stomach, and cause him to ejaculate like apaviour. Jy%f^^^t

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FaA>. 88, Vol THE PLEASURE PARTY. 89 What was to be done ? This was a question more easily-asked than answered ; for Layers present position, though farfrom comfortable, was very preferable to any for which therewas the slightest chance of changing it; and in my feaisof thenext moment, I could not help fervently praying that the oxmight detain him where he was to all eternity ! A butcher who was passing, mounted the paling close to vvher;*the artist was held prisoner (we were at a short distance lowerdown); and he commenced rapping Layers on the hat with athick stick which he held in his hand ; but that gentleman wasparticularly engaged—his attention was wholly taken up—hepaid no regard to the call from above, which, increasing eachtime in force, soon beat in the crown of his hat, and promisedto do as much for the crown of the head that was below it. Look there! cried Snats. Hes the master: for in hisnervous delirium, it occurred to the author that the butcher wasthe owner of t

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