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. Thackerayana;. JACK CONNOR. 8/ when we used to meet oftener; but this plaguy gout makes meperform a tedious quarantine, you see. Ah, Sir John, replied Mr. Sampson, l you are at anchor in asafe harbour: but I have all your ailments,and am buffeted aboutin stormy winds. Not so, not so, answered the knight; I hope my old friendis in no danger of shipwreck. No misfortunes, I hope. None, said Mr. Sampson, but what my temper can bear. Ihave lost my only child, just such a youth as that (pointing toJack). I have lost the best part of my substance by the war, andI have found old age and infirmities.
. Thackerayana;. JACK CONNOR. 8/ when we used to meet oftener; but this plaguy gout makes meperform a tedious quarantine, you see. Ah, Sir John, replied Mr. Sampson, l you are at anchor in asafe harbour: but I have all your ailments,and am buffeted aboutin stormy winds. Not so, not so, answered the knight; I hope my old friendis in no danger of shipwreck. No misfortunes, I hope. None, said Mr. Sampson, but what my temper can bear. Ihave lost my only child, just such a youth as that (pointing toJack). I have lost the best part of my substance by the war, andI have found old age and infirmities. Sir John regretted that he could not assist his friend with aloan, but he paid his account for wine, and handed over Connorto assist Mr. Sampson in his business. After a long letter on the state of Ireland—which appeared evenin 1744 a question beyond the wisdom of legislation to dispose. of satisfactorily—the author apologises for his digressions with con-siderable novelty. I am afraid I have carried my reader too farfrom the subject-matter of this history, and tried his patience ;but I assure him that my indulgence has been very great, for,at infinite pains, I have curtailed the last chapter (the Irish ques-tion) at least sixty pages. Few know the difficulty of bridling theimagination, and reining back a hard-mouthed pen. It sometimesgets ahead, and, in spite of all our skill, runs away with us intomire and dirt; nay, at this minute I find my quill in a humour togallop, so shall stop him short in time. The life of Connor is chequered. He finally figures as a cap-tain of dragoons in the campaign in Flanders, under the Cullo-den Duke. He performs deeds of valour with the army, andrescues a Captain Thornton from three assailants, preserves his lifeand secures his gratitude. He next appears at Cadiz, on a commer-cial errand, and he regains his long-lost mother in Mrs.
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