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W. II ARRISON AINSWORTH, ESQ.
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NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE.
POSTHUMOUS MEMOIR OF MYSELF.
BY HORACE SMITH, Esq.
AUTHOR OF “BRAMBLETYE HOUSE," &c. &c. [Accidental circumstances prevented the appearance of this Tale during the
life-time of its gifted and lamented Author, but the proofs were corrected by him. Taken in connexion with the melancholy event which so speedily and unexpectedly followed its composition, the article presents a singular coincidence of title, and becomes invested with deep and peculiar interest.ED. N. M. MAG.]
CHAPTER I. “You here !" I exclaimed, in no very courteous tone, as I turned round, and saw my old friend Dr. Linnel quietly seating himself by my bedside. “ Who sent for you ?”
“No one ; I was brought hither by one of the best and prettiest young ladies in all Warwickshire-your daughter."
“ Then Sarah has not only taken a very great liberty, but has disobeyed my positive orders, as she has done more than once lately. For some time past has she been pestering me to send for you, which I have constantly refused to do. I have told her, at least a hundred times, that I don't like physic, and hate doctors."
“I am glad to see that your malady has not injured your talent for paying compliments.”
“ Nay, I meant not to say anything rude or personal. As a visitant or a friend I am always glad to see you. Even when you are sarcastic and
say sharp things, as you do sometimes, one cannot be offended with a man who wears such a bland, imperturbable smile, and speaks in so soft a voice ; but as a writer of prescriptions, I confess frankly-you know I hate flummery—that I had rather have your room than your company.
come, I can die without the assistance of a doctor.”
Very likely; but the question is, can you live without it?"
Perhaps you were never ill before ?” “ Never! and I'm not exactly ill now, only completely out of sorts, as most men are at this precise time of life-weak and languid, and all that sort of thing—seedy, as my son George calls it; and so I promised Sarah that I would lie abed to-day, just to see whether it would recruit me a bit.” Sept.- VOL. LXXXVII. NO. CCCXLV.