Fang Castle1 —
7 Mortimer St
W.
Jan. 9 — 1870 — 1.
[A sketch of a frog appears here]
Now you're wuss and wuss2! Tues is the "University"3 of the High-mighty and pious "College of Dentists of England", and everywhere else: The "collection"4 of Officers, and when I am to give an acc[oun]t of all the four penny pieces [2] I have received during the year — for, and on behalf of the Jaw-breakers in general, and the Council in particular. We begin at 7 — close when we have no more to say; and adjourn to St James's Hall5 feeding Box: for a trial of the Artificials6!
It was lucky I called there this morn[in]g[.] — Our Sec[ond] had ordered a Cold Collation — Cold Veal — Ham and Fowls! Cold Devils! You may as well eat a Hat-box or Fire-wood: I have ordered a Hot Supper[,] Ducks — Giblet Pies — Plum-pudding and such like Comforts — cold Grub indeed, and the Glass at 26[°]. So you see, as I cannot well be [3] in two places at once; and "where Duty call one must obey", we shall not have the pleasure of Banquetting upon the Cold Greens.7
As to "Alcohol"8 — I do not think I shall venture out — Aunt Loo9 is going to preside at a School treat in the shape of T. Bunns — Plum Cake and sundry indigestibles, one a Magic-Lanthorn10, which they are to devour: Tom11 and his Cousin Constance12 go as well: So I shall be alone: as the Gals are at Torquay — capital place for females as it is all Talkée! talkée!13-So[,] as I said before[,] I shall be alone — and I contemplate the utter destruction of a kidney pudding! think of that Master Brook14 — a kidney pudding! and perhaps a bit of steak or a Sausage or two — perhaps three! only two of us — the pudding and I! no weggibles [sic], to take up the room the pudding ought to occupy! Oh no! And then the ale — think of the ale — a fresh Cask — Nine Gallons! a shilling a Gallon! goes down your throat like a wheel-barrow; washing out the Corners preparatory to a fresh plate of pudding — the idea is enchanting; and would, if set to Music, be overpowering! Talk of quartettes and quintettes; what are they to a Solo upon a Kidney pudding? Answer me that! No you can't; it is unanswerable! So with our blessing upon thee and thine15[,] I remain "pretty much as usual"
Yours T. Purland. [signature]
They have taken great liberties with your name at St Georges Hall16 — and a D[octor] [of] S[urgery] often has done the same[.] — So does some fellow who travelled in the Indian archi something to collect oyster-shells, a Yankee.
Status: Edited (but not proofed) transcription [Letter (WCP1539.1318)]
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Envelope with printed address at top reading "Mesmeric and Phrenological Society, Mesmeric and Phrenological Institute, 27 Duke Street, Manchester Square." addressed to "A. R. Wallace Esq. &c &c, Holly House, Tanner Street, Barking | E" with stamp, postmarked "LONDON-W | [illeg.] | JA 9 | 71". Note in ARW's hand reads "Amusing letter — Kidney pudding &c" in pencil. Drawing by Purland pasted on back of a comical man with a scarf. Back postmarked "BARKING | A | JA10 | 71". [Envelope (WCP1539.1442)]
Please cite as “WCP1539,” in Beccaloni, G. W. (ed.), Ɛpsilon: The Alfred Russel Wallace Collection accessed on 25 April 2024, https://epsilon.ac.uk/view/wallace/letters/WCP1539