Dicken's works . hadthe honor and gratification of knowing by sight —and our acquaintance in this way has been most ex-tensive — there is one who made an impression onour mind which can never be effaced, and whoawakened in our bosom a feeling of admiration andrespect, which we entertain a fatal presentimentwill never be called forth again by any humanbeing. He was a man of most simple and prepos-sessing appearance. He was a brown-whiskered,white-hatted, no-coated cabman; his nose was gen-erally red, and his bright blue eye not unfrequentlystood out in bold relief against a black border ofartif
Dicken's works . hadthe honor and gratification of knowing by sight —and our acquaintance in this way has been most ex-tensive — there is one who made an impression onour mind which can never be effaced, and whoawakened in our bosom a feeling of admiration andrespect, which we entertain a fatal presentimentwill never be called forth again by any humanbeing. He was a man of most simple and prepos-sessing appearance. He was a brown-whiskered,white-hatted, no-coated cabman; his nose was gen-erally red, and his bright blue eye not unfrequentlystood out in bold relief against a black border ofartificial workmanship ; his boots were of the Well-ington form, pulled up to meet his corduroy knee-smalls, or at least to approach as near them as theirdimensions would admit of; and his neck was usu-ally garnished with a bright yellow summer he carried in his mouth a flower; inAvinter a straw — slight, but to a contemplativemind, certain indications of a love of nature, and ataste for SKETCHES BY BOZ. 203 His cabriolet was gorgeously painted — a brightred; and wherever we went, City or West-end,Paddington or Holloway, North, East, West, orSouth, there was the red cab, bumping up againstthe posts at the street corners, and turning in andout, among hackney coaches, and drays, and carts,and wagons, and omnibuses, and contriving, bysome strange means or other, to get out of placeswhich no other vehicle but the red cab could everby any possibility have contrived to get into at fondness for that red cab was unbounded. Howwe should have liked to see it in the circle atAstleys ! Our life upon it, that it should have per-formed such evolutions as would have put the wholecompany to shame — Indian chiefs, knights, Swisspeasants, and all. Some people object to the exertion of getting intocabs, and others object to the difficulty of gettingout of them ; we think both these are objectionswhich take their rise in perverse and ill-conditionedminds. The
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