ear to be involved, is derived from the perusalof the following entry in the Transactions of the Pickwick Club,which the editor of these papers feels the highest pleasure inlaying before
with feelings ofunmingled satisfaction, and unqualified approval, the papercommunicated by Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C. [GeneralChairman―Member Pickwick Club], entitled "Speculations on theSourc
ches of Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C., in Hornsey,Highgate, Brixton, and Camberwell―they cannot but entertain alively sense of the inestimable benefits which must inevitablyresult from carrying t
anating from theaforesaid, Samuel Pickwick, Esq., G.C.M.P.C., and three otherPickwickians hereinafter named, f
, M.P.C.,Augustus Snodgrass, Esq., M.P.C., and Nathaniel Winkle, Esq.,M.P.C., are hereby nominated and appointed members of thesame; and that they be requested to forward, from time to time,authenticated accounts of their journeys
ciety defraying his own travellingexpenses; and that it sees no objection whatever to the members
ftheir letters, and the carriage of their parcels, has been deliberatedupon by this Association: that this Association consider
l observer mightpossibly have remarked nothing extraordinary in the bald head,and circular spectacles, w
tacle become,when, starting into full life and animation, as a simultaneous callfor 'Pickwick' burst from his followers, that illustrious man slowlymounted into the Windsor chair, on which he had been previouslyseated, and addressed the club himself had founded. What a studyfor an artist did that exciting scene present! The eloquentPickwick, with one hand gracefully concealed behind his coat tails,and the other waving in air to assist his glowing declamation; hiselevated position revealing those tights and gaiters, which, hadthe
more developed; inchby inch had the gold watch-chain beneath it disappeared fromwithin the range of
at the poetic Snodgrass, and near him again the sporting Winkle;the former poetically enveloped in a mysterious blue cloak with acani
of the Club. Bothbear a strong affinity to the discussions of other celebrated bodies;and, as it is always
man race in preferenceeffectually quenched it. The praise of mankind was his swing;philanthropy was his insurance office. (Vehement cheering.) Hehad felt some pride―he acknowledged it freely, and let hisenemies make the most of it―he had felt some pride when hepresented his Tittlebatian Theory to the world; it might becelebrated or it might not. (A cry of "It is," and great cheering.) Hewould take the assertion of that honourable Pickwickian whosevoice he had just heard―it was celebrated; but if the fame of thattreatise were to extend to the farthest confines of the knownworld, the pride with whic
, ifhe could. (Cheers.) Who was it that cried "No"? (Enthusiasticcheering.) Was it some vain and disappointed man―he wo
eble attempts at rivalry, nowtook this vile and calumnious mode of―-'Mr. BLOTTON (of Aldgate)
etc.)'Mr. PICKWICK would not p
man. (Great excitement.)'Mr. BLOTTON woul
urrilous accusation, w
"Order.")'Mr. A. SNODGRASS rose to order. He threw himself upon thechair. (Hear.) He wished to kn
sure the hon. Pickwickian wouldwithdraw
sible respect for the chair,
of thehonourable gentleman, whether he had used the
ighestregard and esteem for the honourable gentleman; he had merelyconsidered him a humbug in a Pickwickian point of view. (Hear,hear.)'Mr. PICKWICK felt much gratified by the fair, ca
epoint. We have no official statement of the facts which the readerwill find recorded in the next chapter, but they have been car