. The universal anthology ; a collection of the best literature, ancient, mediaeval and modern, with biographical and explanatory notes. 7. There followed OliverTwist, Nicholas Nicideby, Master Humphreys Clock (tiually dissolvedinto the Old Curiosity Shop and Barnaby Rudge), the AmericanNotes, Martin Chuzzlewit, the Christmas Carol (other Christmas stori-sfollowed later), Notes from Italy, Dombey and Son, David Copper-field, Bleak House, Hard Times, Little Dorrit, Great Expecta-tions, A of Two Cities, Our Mutual Friend, and the unfinished Edwin Drood. Several of these, and his Uncommerci
. The universal anthology ; a collection of the best literature, ancient, mediaeval and modern, with biographical and explanatory notes. 7. There followed OliverTwist, Nicholas Nicideby, Master Humphreys Clock (tiually dissolvedinto the Old Curiosity Shop and Barnaby Rudge), the AmericanNotes, Martin Chuzzlewit, the Christmas Carol (other Christmas stori-sfollowed later), Notes from Italy, Dombey and Son, David Copper-field, Bleak House, Hard Times, Little Dorrit, Great Expecta-tions, A of Two Cities, Our Mutual Friend, and the unfinished Edwin Drood. Several of these, and his Uncommercial Traveller papers,appeared in All the Year Round, which he edited. He died June 9, 1870.] I HELD a lieutenants commission in his Majestys army andserved abroad in the campaigns of 1677 and 1678. The Treatyof Nimeguen being concluded, I returned home, and retiringfrom the service withdrew to a small estate lying a few mileseast of London, which I had recently acquired in right of mywife. This is the last night I have to live, and I will set down the Dickens Surrounded by His Characters Photogravure from the drawing by J. R. Brown. THE CLOCK CASE. 143 naked truth without disguise. I was never a brave man, andhad always been from my childhood of a secret, sullen, dis-trustful nature. I speak of myself as if I had passed from theworld ; for while I write this, my grave is digging, and myname is written in the black book of death. Soon after my return to England, my only brother wasseized with mortal illness. This circumstance gave me slightor no pain, for since we had been men we had associated butvery little together. He was open-hearted and generous, hand-somer than I, more accomplished, and generally beloved. Thosewho sought my acquaintance abroad or at home because theywere friends of his, seldom attached themselves to me long, andwould usually say in our first conversation that they were sur-prised to find two brothers so unlike in their manners andappearance. It was my habi
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