BY JE-MES PL-SH, ESQ.


I.


I'm not at libbaty to divulj the reel names of the 2 Eroes of the
igstrawny Tail which I am abowt to relait to those unlightnd paytrons
of letarature and true connyshures of merrit--the great Brittish
public--But I pledj my varacity that this singlar story of rewmantic
love, absobbing pashn, and likewise of GENTEEL LIFE, is, in the main
fax, TREW. The suckmstanzas I elude to, ocurd in the rain of our presnt
Gratious Madjisty and her beluvd and roil Concert Prince Halbert.

Welthen. Some time in the seazen of 18-- (mor I dar not rewheel) there
arrived in this metropulus, per seknd class of the London and Dover
Railway, an ellygant young foring gentleman, whom I shall danomminate
Munseer Jools De Chacabac.

Having read through "The Vicker of Wackfield" in the same oridganal
English tung in which this very harticle I write is wrote too, and
halways been remarkyble, both at collidge and in the estamminy, for his
aytred and orror of perfidgus Halbion, Munseer Jools was considered by
the prapriretors of the newspaper in which he wrote, at Parris, the very
man to come to this country, igsamin its manners and customs, cast an i
upon the politticle and finalshle stat of the Hempire, and igspose
the mackynations of the infyamous Palmerston, and the ebomminable Sir
Pill--both enemies of France; as is every other Britten of that great,
gloarus, libberal, and peasable country. In one word, Jools de Chacabac