Mrs. Brown on the prince's visit to India, by Arthur Sketchley
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876* edition. Excerpt: ...with them icebergs, why you can feel them a-comin' through a-testin' of the...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876* edition. Excerpt: ...with them icebergs, why you can feel them a-comin' through a-testin' of the water, and can turn tail in time by runnin' down south. But in course the Prince ain't a-goin' anywheres near Merryker, as he 'ave been there, but will feel it dreadful 'ot in the Dead Sea, as is a reglar furniss, and I've 'eard say as you can't draw your breath thro' the 'eat; and that's why I don't 'old with a 'ot climit, cos if you're cold you can put on a extra blankit and dress accordin'; but 'owever can you cool yourself when that 'ot as fans is useless, and a sheet a burdin over you; and as to dressin, why book muslin is blankets, and your own flesh and blood too much to bear. I knowed a party werry well as 'ad made ยป many voyages to Injier, and never got married, tho' she 'ad more than one offer from the shore thro' a speakin'-trumpet afore ever the wessel contf to ancker; but always said "No," thro' a-wishin' to keep independent, and 'avin' of a penshun as long as she kep' single. She used to tell me a deal about Injier, and them 'eathen ways, as is werry degradin', as larfs at mishunaries, and don't want to be civilized, and is as savidge as tigers behind your back, and all palaver to your face; and knowed a sojer as were that plucky as didn't mind nothink, as they put in the black 'ole over night for gettin' drunk, as was found in the mornin' with a deadly serpint wound round 'is neck, as 'adn't moved all night, and only said to 'em as looked thro' a winder in a whisper, for fear of wakin' the beast, " Give me a penknife," as 'anded Jim a razor, and he took and cut that serpint's throat afore it were awake, as shows wot presence of mind is, in a-bein' able to lay a-cuddlin' of a serpint all night, and take and kill 'im fust thing in...
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