. Thackerayana;. town for the winter, as they call it, a wholefamily of them. They ferret me out from every place I go to,and it is impossible to stand the ridicule of being seen in theircompany. At their first coming to town I was, in a manner, obliged togallant them to the play, where, having seated the mother withmuch ado, I offered my hand to the eldest of my five youngcousins ; but as she was not dexterous enough to manage a greathoop with one hand only, she refused my offer, and at the firststep fell along. It was with great difficulty I got her up again;but imagine, sir, my situation. I
. Thackerayana;. town for the winter, as they call it, a wholefamily of them. They ferret me out from every place I go to,and it is impossible to stand the ridicule of being seen in theircompany. At their first coming to town I was, in a manner, obliged togallant them to the play, where, having seated the mother withmuch ado, I offered my hand to the eldest of my five youngcousins ; but as she was not dexterous enough to manage a greathoop with one hand only, she refused my offer, and at the firststep fell along. It was with great difficulty I got her up again;but imagine, sir, my situation. I sat like a mope all the night,not daring to look up for fear of catching the eyes of my acquaint-ance, who would have laughed me out of countenance. the iworld: 349 c My friends see how I am mortified at all public places, and itis a standing jest with them, wherever they meet me, to put on theappearance of the profoundest respect, and to ask, Pray, sir,how do your cousins do ? This leads me to propose something. for the relief of all those whose country cousins, like mine, expectthey should introduce them into the world ; by which means weshall avoid appearing in a very ridiculous light. I would thereforeset up a person who should be known by the name of TownUsher. His business should be to attend closely all young ladieswho were never in town before, to teach them to walk into play-houses without falling over the benches, to show them the tombsand the lions, and the wax-work and the giant, and instruct themhow to wonder and shut their mouths at the same time, for I reallymeet with so many gapers every day in the streets that I amcontinually yawning all the way I walk. ^No. 169. The World.—March 25, 1756. Wanted a Curate at Beccles,in Suffolk. Inquire farther ofMr. Strut, Cambridge and Yarmouth carrier, who inns at the Crown,the end of Jesus Lane, Cambridge. —To be spoken with from Friday noon to Saturdaymorning, nine oclock. 11 have transcribed this from a newspaper,
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