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A WEEKLY JOURNAL.CONDUCTED BY CH RLES DICKENS

H W H I C H I S I N C O R P O R A T E D I O U S E I I O I , D W O R D S .SATURDAY, DECEMBER l 1830. [PRICEW

EXPEGTRTLONS. and that the distant sava e lair from wllich tllcwind was lusliilln, was &c sea ; and t lg t . them a ll bundle of &vers growing afraid of it alland begilluing t o cry, rvas Pip.l I-l;old your noise " cried a terriblc voicc, as

sido of tllc chtudl porch. Keep still, youn nmn started up from among t h graves at t,holittlc devil, or 1'11 cut your tlrrcat "iron 011 his leg. A man witli 110 hat, and withA fenrful Inan, all in c o m e grey, mith a greatbr olm^ shoes, alld wit11 an old mg tied roundhis head. A nmn who 11ad becu soalted in water,and ~rnotllered in ud n Iaued by stoncs, andcut; by flints, and stung by nettles, and tornbyand growled; and whose teeth chattered ln ,)isbr im; vvho linlped, and shivered, and frlaredhead as he seized me by the chin.

I O Don't cut my throat, sir," I pleaded intcrror. Prnydon't do it, sir."Quick "c Tc11 11s your namc " said i l t e n ~ a l ~ .

( r Pip sir."Once morc." said tllc 111an. stmine nt me.

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. -.__170 Decomber 1 ISM.] ALL THE YEAR ROUND. [Conducted Irg I ( here, sir said I.H e started, made a short run, and stopped

~ and ooked over his shoulder.((There, sir , I tlmldlyxplained. Also&or iana.Thats my mother.811 , said he, coming back. c c h d s thatYes, sir, said I ; him too ate of this~ parisll.jJ( r H a I hemutteredhen,onsidering.

~ Who dye live with-supposinJ youre kindlyi about Plet t o live, which I hant made up my nlindI ci My sister, sir-Mrs. Joe Gargerg-wife of

~ ~ Jo e Gargery, th e blacksmith, sir.Blacksmith, eh?'?^ said he. And lookedI down at his ler.

your father alonger your mother

i~ After arklyooking a t his Icg andt mseveral times, he canle closer to m y tombsi;one,l took me by both arms, nud tilted roe back a:; far as he could hold me ; so tha t his eyes looljec1~ most owerfully down into mine, and m mI N o v lookee here, he said, I the questiox

1 being whether youre t o bo leto live. Yotknowwhat a file is.i ~ Pes ir.

looked most helplessly up b t o his.

EIc gave me a most trelnendousdipand oll,so that t h lturch jumpedover i ts own weather.; coclc. Then, he lleld me the arms, in auI / uprightposition 011 h e top of the stone, alldI ~ ment on in the se feayful terms :~ You bring me, to-morrow morning early,

s tlmt file ancl themvittles.Poubring hc ot~ ~ t o me, at tha t old Battery over yonder. You do1 , it and you never dare t o say a word or dareI , to make a s i p eo~zcer~~ingour having seen

self comfortable and safe, bu t th at youn g 1yLanwill softly creep and creep hls may to him andtear him open. I am a keeping t ha t young manfrom harming of you at tthepresent moment, with zgreat dac u l t y . I find i t Feefs hard to hold thatyoung mau off of your mslde. Nom, what do lyou say PI said hat I mould et lijm th e file, and Iand I mould conle to him at the Batter y, earlgwould get him whatsbrofen h t s of food I could,in the morning.said the man.(Say Lord strike you dead if you dontI said so and he took me domn.

- lNomhe pursued, I r you rome ndm Thatyouve undertook, and p u euernber th at youngmau, and you get h o m JGoo-good night, sir, I faltered.((M uch of th at said he, glancing abont himover the cold wet flat. Iwish Imas a frog.Or a eel At the same time, he hugged liis shudderingbody in both hisarms-clasping himself, as i f t ohold himself together-and limped towards the Ilom churoh mall. As I a v him go, pickkg his

that b o m d the green m o d s , e looked i nway among the nettles, and a mo w th ebrmblesof the dend people, stretching up cautiously outmy youug oyes as if he were eluding thc llaudspull him in.of their grmes, t o get a twist uponhis ankle andWhen he came to the lom cl iu ch mall, he gotover it, like a man vvhose legs werenumbed a l ~ lsti$ and hea turned round t o look or me.When I saw him tur&g, I set my face towardshome, and made the best use of my legs. Butgimgoing o u againowards th e river,till

resently I looked over my shoulder, and sawhuggmg himself in both arms, and picking hisway mit11 his sore feet among the grea t stonesdropped into he lnarshes hereand here, orthe tide w a s in.stepping-places vvhcn tltcraius v cr e heavy, orThe nmrshcs mere just n long black Ilori-eontal lino t l m , as 1 stopped t o look afterlino, not nearly so broad nor yet 60 black ; n11dllim ; and the river mas just another horieoatnlthe sky was just a row of long angry red lilzesand dense black lines intermixed. On he erigeo the river, I could faintly n~ nk c ou t tllc o n l ytmo Mack things in all the prospect thatsccmcdt o be standingupr igh t; one of thcse wxs t h ebeacon b which t he sailors stccrcd-like anunhoopeb cas^; upon a pole-an u q ~ y llillg iwhen you v e rc ncar it; he otbcr, a g h b c t wit11sonle chains hanging t o it which 11ad once held apiratc.Thc 1nan cvns limping on towards: %Ilislatter, as il: he wcrc t h pirutc comc to Ijl ,and c o m d o ~ n ,ucl going back to hook hm-self up a g i n . It gnvc 111c a terriblc turnwhcn I thought so; and as I S;LN hecattlolifting heir heads to gaze aftcr him I won-dered wllcther they tlloudlt 80 too. I loolrodround for the horrithe youngmm, andcould sce no signs of him. But, now I wasf@tencd again, and ra11 homo without stop-lW.

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C H U T E Z II.enty years older thau I nud had established aMY ister, Mrs. Joe Gargery, was more thant eputation mith herself and the neighbourscause she had 1)rouAt me up y hmd.ving at that t ime to %ad out for nlyself whatexpression meaut, and knowing her t o haveard and heavy hand, aud to be much in t h eit of la ing 11 upou her husband as well ason me, l supposed that Joe Gargery and Ire both brought up by hand.She mas not, a good-lookin8 vornan,my sister ;l I ad general impression that she n m te inade Joe Gargery marry her b hand. Joes a fair man, mith curls of fiaxeniair on each

ry undecided blue that they seemed t o havee of his smooth face, and mith eyes of such aehom o t mixed mith their omn whites. Hes a n d , good-naturcd, sweet-tempered, easy-ng, foolish, dear fellow-a sort of Herculestrength, and dso iu wealraesa.N y sister, Mrs. JOC ith black hair and eyes,d such n prevailing redness of skin that Iletimes used to vonder whether it mas pos-le sllc washed herself vith a nutmeggratertcad of soap. She was tall and bony, andost always wore a coarse apron, fastened overr figure hehiud with t w o Loops, and having aare impregnable bib in front that mas stuck

l of pins and needles. She made it a powerfulrit in herself, and a strong reproach against, that she more this apron so nuch. Thoughreally see no reason mky she houldhavern it at n11: or why, if she did wem i h at nll,e should not llave takcn it of , every day of her..JOGSorge adjoined our house, which m a s noden hOUbe, as many of t he dwellings 111 ouruntrywre-most of hhen~, a t t i ~ time.hou l ran home from hhc olmchyaxd, the for cs shut up, and Joe mas siktiug alone in tf ee+. Joe and I being fellow-sufyerers, andavmg onfldances as such, Joe impartad a con-cnce to n u , the moment I rniaed ille latch ofc door aud peeped in at him opposite t o itting in t h ohhnney corner.hirs . Joe Ilas bccn out n dozen times, lookingr yon, lil), And s h s out uow, n~alcing ta1;crs llO%Cll.ci h 110 P,Ycs, Pip said JOC; and TvII~IIs worsc,cs got; Ticklcr wil,llh, Al; t is dismal intcliigencc,I wisloil the oulytton on 1ny waistco:tt round aut1 rou~d ndoltcd llgrcat clopssion at; tha firc. TicldcrAS L mas-cndcd picco OL c:~nc, mor11 snlootll b yllisiou with my ticklcd C r a wSllc sot down, said Joe, Fnd sllc goj; u p ,l c mach a grah ac t Liclclcr, m d she &+nl.gcd o n t . Tht~Cs ~ d l r t Csllc did, snid Joclo d y c h r i a g thc iirc bctaccn the lower banith tho poltcr, d oolciug IL it;: she 1Ea1u.y d ont,, Pip.Jeated him as a lwgcr spccics ol child, and Po more thnu my c q d

r Well, said Soc, glnucing up at tho DntclH S SllC IJUE11 gO11C lOll T JO0 W j ?

doek, shesbeen on the Ram- age, this last3 ell, about fice minutes, Pip. STles a comingJ e t b d h dhe door, old chap, andhave the jack-towel betwixt vou.I ook the advice. My sister, Mrs. Joe, t1no-v-hg the door mide open, and finding an obstruc-tion behind it, immediatelydivined hecause,5ndappliedTiclrler to itsfurther investigation. jShe concluded by throwing m I often servedlier as a col~uubialmissile--at Joe, who, glad to [get hold of me on any terms, passedme on into the:himney and quietly fenced me up there with llisTreat leg. -

Where have ou heen, you young nlollkey Psaid Nrs. Joe, stamping her foot, Tell meiirectly what youve been doiug to wear me%waywith fret and fright andmoryit, or Idhave you out of thntcomer if you mes fiftyPips and he was fise hundred Gargerys.I have only been to the chrwchprd, sdd1, from u y stool, crying and rubbing myself.Clurchyard repeated my sister. If itwarnt for me youd hnve bein t o t,he church-yard long ago, and stayed there. Who broughtTOU UD bv hand? Ybn aid,; said I.

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nder and consternation with ml~ichol:n t h llreshold of his bite and st,;wde too evident t o escnpc 111y sisters oh.

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ust be fed now. At othe r Cimes,1 hought,if the young man who was vitth SO mu+lty restrained from imbruing liis hands 111llould yield t o a conslitutional impa-or shoulcl mistake the time, and shouldin~self accredited t o my heart and liverht, nstead of to-morrow If e x r any-hair stood on end with terror, m i m mustone so then. But, perhaps, nobodys everas Cl~r i s t~n~asve, and I had %ostir Che

even t o cigllt by the Dutch clocl;. I triedg for nesL day, with he copper-stick,the load upon nly leg (nnd that mnde m eahes11 of the mau with the load on hisnd fouad thecndency of exercise t oebread-and-butter out n t my nl;lc,mnnnagerik EIappily, I slipped asay,posited thnt part P my consclellce in mybedroo~n.arlr said I when I hrtd done my stirring,as taliine a iiual warm in he cllilnuevbefore b h m sent up t o bed ; r mas t l d tuns, Jooh I said Joe. Theres another conwict.ha t does that mean Joe? said I.

, said, snappish$, Escaped. Escaped.. Joe, who a l m s took esplanetions uponistering the .defiuitionlike ar-water.ile Mrs. Joe satwithher llead bendinger needlework, I put my mouth into thoof sayiug t o JOC(Wllats n couvict?t is mouth iato Clle forms of returninghighlyelaborate nns\wr, that I conltlout nothing of itbu t he sinRle wordwewns a contvici; OR ast night, saidloud, ali80rsunscbgun. And llley Iircdg.of kiln. And now, I t appsnrs theyrewarnine of anotller.

ratha t boy, intcrposed my sister,ing at m e over l ~ c r ork, what a ques-he is. Ask no qucstions, a ~ l d oull be

os Brmg P said I.o lies.as n o t vcry polihe t o herself, I .tllougl~C,ly i;hLI shouldbc told lie s by hcr, eve11id nsk questions. But sllc never was

s a 2 Well, I told you s0.lThats th e may with this bo exclaimedmy sister, ointing lne out with $::needle and

thread, anc shaking 11cr head a t me. Answerhiln one uestion, nud hell ask you a doeelldirectly.%u~lrs arc prison-slli )s, right crossth meshes. w e a lw ys used that name formarshes, in our country.I wonder whos put into prison-ships, andwhy theyre put there P said r, in a generalway, aud with quiet,desperation.i t mas too much for Mrs. Joe, v110 imme-diately rose. I tell you what, young fellov ,said she, I didnt bring you up b y l m d t obadger peoples lives out. It would be blameto me, and not praise, if 111ad. People are putin the Elulks because they murder, m d bccallsethey rob, and forge, and do all sorts of had ; andthey always begia by asl

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one sul~erfluousmord.le rg gather nt the ign of th(nderstand at the sign of the Om1, where the Snxons cluster noisilydStates,wlJch he gentlemeu nuttnationaffect; or at TL^ Britis1r e nobility pillows its head ; but xheLittleBottles It sounds t aof my friend is as acheerful hornaps cavernous.ul of il cspedition, ancl suaps oua raciness that positively inspirasbut: indistinctly, yet feel myselinto noble nthusimm. c c POIedweeks," he chantsts, withlacrity

r in th is Et ernal Citty,and get are, so to speak,asting. You have sat donu cve1 g dny to t he%erna1 dinners, and been filled with the E t e n a lneats and other preparations, and have not yet)Foe dined. You hall dine t oday for the first;1me. Havefaith;put your trust i n me," hedds, ingeniously adapting the vell-knomn motYordre to th e situation, ''aud keep your palateb y "The shades'of ni ht were faliiug fast, as i n t h e:ase of t he ill-fate young Alpine climber vho lm i e d a b a u e r v i t h a strange device, when we Ivent orth to dine. A strong party-halflozen in number. The night tras dark. and lamrancEomlnodation scanty. Xe rry ao te , high pr ie d3f hpicius, strides on in front . Invis ible augels.-Soyer, Carbme, Francatelli, and Gogue-walkbeside us and guide us tenderly. We are aboutascending,a gastronomic monarch of mountaius,with his robe of snom, &c., and our Ba hP t andour Tairraz ment on in front , cheering US'Ele skgs for us th mhole may-he keeps upthe hearts of the lagging-he takes us over daIl-gerons crevasses, where asingle slip at eitberside vonld have precipitated us into yawningthe travellers toge ther mith ropes n-as utterlypools of mud. The useful precaution of tyingneglected; no one had thou.ht of br ingkgases; but tllcre were insten$plenty of um-brellas, H e tdcesus round by strange unfre-queuted b y n q s , bids 11s look up at a cakedand crustecl mass O F tumbling buildings, nucl oldgrey rockeries, wohere it is hard t,o discern nicelywhich is rock and mkicL building, and tells 11sthat this is the famousold Tarpelan cliff. TllcnTpe cross the poor sort of Hungerfo rd suspen-sion bridge, mhich has proved sadly uuremunera-tire to the spirited proprietor, returning to himbut a very light bag of halfpennies in the year.T i m is d nl0ne.y with Konlan colnmonnlty; sowhy not just as well go round by the old bridge,l~n l f ndc or so below, alid thus snvc their half-penny T Time mith us is ~noncy,dinnor, evcry-thiug ; auil our guide brenks i t t o us geutly thatour host of tllc Little Bottlcs is a man o f ec-tlle ordcrcd bnnynet before guests ready t o handcentric I I I Z I I ~ C ~ S , ho vronld not scruple t o s e tand O lnore punctual habits.What this striking into n net of entnagledlancv nncl alleys, into these foul ~m rro w trcet.s,twisting and doublingack, and shoo1iqg mildly,now to Clle right, n o m to he left, vrilJlout :Ls q l c light-this plunriu.; in fact, iuto thenolsomo atmosphere of t h Ghotto, or OldJewry of Romo-is this n m x s s n r y probationbeforo tllc cspcctccl b m p t iCourage "stillchauts our Balmdt t l lrough the dulumg.H e is waving his 11an11cr1vit.h tho strango dc-Vico, tllougll t strange clcvice is invlsiblc.Jnst round this corner, pst ; down tlris one morealley (mith l~nndl~orchicfrcssccl firmly to thenosc), and he igu of tho LittleBottles ismnvi~ ~ gnd creaking noisily over our heads.Now it breaks upon me. As in t h City properof tlle Great City, are certain dens, dark, cliugy,u~~frngrnnt,ut where you may soe your chopor s t m k simmering; a d hissing afnr. off a t ai