Tackleton; and that she would not say a great many
other things which she did say, at great length.
Finally, she delivered it as the general result of her
observation and experience, that those marriages in
which there was least of what was romantically and
sillily called love, were always the happiest; and that
she anticipated the greatest possible amount of bliss --
not rapturous bliss; but the solid, steady-going article
from the approaching nuptials. She concluded by
informing the company that to-morrow was the day
she had lived for, expressly; and that when it was
over, she wuld desire nothing better than to be
packed up and disposed of, in any genteel place of
burial.
As these remarks were quite unanswerable -- which
is the happy property of all remarks that are suffi-
ciently wide of the purpose -- they changed the cur-
rent of the conversation, and diverted the general
attention to the Veal and Ham-Pie, the cold mutton,
the potatoes, and the tart. In order that the bottled
beer might not be slighted, John Peerybingle pro-
posed To-morrow: the Wedding-Day; and called
upon them to drink a bumper to it, before he pro-
ceeded on his journey.
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