. St. Nicholas [serial]. sworn, varlets, said Henry VIII. Break your oath and it will fare ill with ye. You wont say a word, will you, Rowley ? said Lucy. I be mum as a porkeypine, missy, repliedthe old man. They shant drag a word outo me, and I 11 not let Flip out o my sight. We rely on you, said Mme. Tussaud. Good night. Sir Rowley and Flip of the Odd bowed low 332 A COMEDY IN WAX. [Feb. as the celebrities followed Mme. Tussaud andLucy out of the kitchen; and then Sir Rowleyput out the gas and went to his bedroom,wondering what the morrow would bring forth :what old Mr. Scarlett would say wh
. St. Nicholas [serial]. sworn, varlets, said Henry VIII. Break your oath and it will fare ill with ye. You wont say a word, will you, Rowley ? said Lucy. I be mum as a porkeypine, missy, repliedthe old man. They shant drag a word outo me, and I 11 not let Flip out o my sight. We rely on you, said Mme. Tussaud. Good night. Sir Rowley and Flip of the Odd bowed low 332 A COMEDY IN WAX. [Feb. as the celebrities followed Mme. Tussaud andLucy out of the kitchen; and then Sir Rowleyput out the gas and went to his bedroom,wondering what the morrow would bring forth :what old Mr. Scarlett would say when he sawall these great people ; what Miss Lydia wouldsay; what Mrs. Peckham would say when she When Mme. Tussaud saw the two bedroomsshe said they would do capitally, and she madea little speech to her celebrities, in which she ex-plained the arrangements for their nights said that when the ladies had retired, a watchwould have to be kept by the gentlemen of thecompany, to guard against alarms and WE HEARD A STORY, SAID QUEEN ELIZABETH, POINTING HER FINGER AT HENRY VIII, OF OUR ROYAL FATHERBEING CAUGHT AT MIDNIGHT IN THE PANTRY WITH A JAR OF PICCALILLI IN HIS LAP. found the larder empty; what Mr. Grimweedwould say when he came to the lodge; whatthe tradesmen would say—what everybodywould say ! Lardy, lardy! he said as he reached hisroom. This do be a night surely. Kings andqueens and giants and dwarfs a-coming to Bar-net in the dead o night, and measter to bebrought to reason, and me being made SirRowley by a king in armor — my old headspins to think of it all! Flip, when ye re agrandfeyther ye 11 have a tale to tell. But Flip had tumbled into bed with hisclothes on and was fast asleep; and Sir Row-ley was not long in following his example. We thank thee for thy care of us, saidQueen Elizabeth. It is time indeed to retire,for the iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Mme. Tussaud continued her address to thegeneral company, and asked who would v
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