An English garner; ingatherings from our history and literature . this Sham Prophet had so im-pudently fixed for my last; which madelittle impression on myself, but I cannotanswer for my whole family. For my wife,with a concern more than usual, prevailedon me to take somewhat to sweat for acold; and betv^een the hours of 8 and 9, to go to bed. The maid as she was warming my bed, with the curiositynatural to young women, runs to the window, and asks of onepassing the street, Who the bell tolled for ? Dr. Partridge, says he, the famous Almanack maker,who died suddenly this evening. The poor girl
An English garner; ingatherings from our history and literature . this Sham Prophet had so im-pudently fixed for my last; which madelittle impression on myself, but I cannotanswer for my whole family. For my wife,with a concern more than usual, prevailedon me to take somewhat to sweat for acold; and betv^een the hours of 8 and 9, to go to bed. The maid as she was warming my bed, with the curiositynatural to young women, runs to the window, and asks of onepassing the street, Who the bell tolled for ? Dr. Partridge, says he, the famous Almanack maker,who died suddenly this evening. The poor girl provoked, told him, * He lied like a rascal! The other very sedately replied, The sexton had soinformed him ; and if false, he was to blame for imposing ona stranger. She asked a second, and a third as they passed ; and everyone was in the same tone. Now I dont say these were accomplices to a certain astro-logical Squire, and that one Bickerstaff might be saunteringthereabouts; because I will assert nothing here but what Idare attest, and plain matter of 490 TUEVISITOFTHE UNDERTAKER. [ ? N. Rowe. My wife, at this, fell into a violent disorder; and I mustown I was a little discomposed at the oddness of the accident. In the meantime, one knocks at the door. Betty runnethdown and opening, finds a sober grave person, who modestlyinquires If this was Dr. Partridges ? vShe, taking him for some cautious City patient, that cameat that time for privacy, shews him into the dining-room. As soon as I could compose myself, I went to him ; and wassurprised to find my gentleman mounted on a table with atwo-foot rule in his hand, measuring my walls, and taking thedimensions of the room. Pray, Sir, says I, not to interrupt you, have you anybusiness with me ? Only, Sir, replies he, to order the girl to bring me abetter light: for this is but a dim one. Sir, sayeth I, my name is Partridge! Oh ! the Doctors brother, belike, cries he. The stair-case, I believe, and these two apartments hung
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