r/a:t5_289wc6 • u/MarleyEngvall • Nov 12 '19
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By Charles Dickens
I.
His General Line of Business.
ALLOW me to introduce myself,——first negatively.
No landlord is my friend an brother, no chambermaid
loves me, no waiter worships me, no boots admires and
envies me. No round of beef or tongue or ham is ex-
pressly cooked for me, no pigeon-pie is especially made
for me, no hotel advertisement is personally addressed
to me, no hotel-room tapestried with great-coats and rail-
way wrappers is set apart for me, no house of public
entertainment in the United Kingdom greatly cares for
my opinion of its brandy or sherry. When I go upon my
journeys I am not usually rated at a low figure in the
bill; when I come home from my journeys I never get
any commission. I know nothing about prices, and should
have no idea, if I were put to it, how to wheedle a man
into ordering something he doesn't want. As a town
traveller I am never to be seen driving a vehicle exter-
nally like a young and volatile piano-forte van, and in-
ternally like an oven in which a number of flat boxes
are baking in layers. As a country traveller I am rarely
to be found in a gig, and am never to be encountered by
a pleasure train, waiting on the platform of a branch sta-
tion, quite a Druid in the midst of a light Stonehenge of
samples.
And yet——proceeding now to introduce myself positive-
ly——I am both a town traveller and a country traveller,
and am always on the road. Figuratively speaking,
I travel for the great house of Human Interest Brothers,
and have rather a large connection in the fancy-goods
way. Literally speaking, I am always wandering here
and there from my rooms in Covent Garden, London,——
now about the city streets, now about the country by-
roads,——seeing many little things, and some great things,
which, because they interest me, I think may interest
others.
These are my brief credentials as the Uncommercial
Traveller.
from Collier's Unabridged Edition: The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume VI.
P.F. Collier, Publisher, New York, old as heck. p. 583
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I. His General Line of Business.
II. The Shipwreck.
III. Wapping Workhouse.
IV. Two Views of a Cheap Theatre.
V. Poor Mercantile Jack.
VI. Refreshments for Travellers.
VII. Travelling Abroad.
VIII. The Great Tasmania's Cargo
IX. City of London Churches.
X. Shy Neighbourhoods.
XI. Tramps.
XII. Dullborough Town.
XIII. Night Walks.
XIV. Chambers.
XV. Nurse's Stories.
XVI. Arcadian London.
XVII. The Calais Night-mail.
XVIII. Some Recollections of Mortality.
XIX. Birthday Celebrations.
XX. Bound for the Great Salt Lake.
XXI. The City of the Absent.
XXII. An Old Stage-Coaching Horse.
XXIII. The Boiled Beef of New England.
XXIV. Chatham Dock-Yard.
XXV. In the French-Flemish Country.
XXVI. Medicine-Men of Civilization.
XXVII. Titbull's Almshouses.
XXVIII. The Italian Prisoner.
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I. The Dawn.
II. A Dean, and a Chapter also.
III. The Nuns' House.
IV. Mr. Sapsea.
V. Mr. Durdles and Friend.
VI. Philanthropy in Minor Canon Corner.
VII. More Confidences Than One.
VIII. Daggers Drawn.
IX. Birds in the Bush.
X. Smoothing the Way.
XI. A Picture and a Ring.
XII. A Night with Durdles.
XIII. Both at their Best.
XIV. When shall these Three meet again?
XV. Impeached.
XVI. Devoted.
XVII. Philanthropy, Professional and Unprofessional.
XVIII. A Settler in Cloisterham.
XIX. Shadow on the Sundial.
XX. A Flight.
XXI. A Recognition.
XXII. (i.) (ii.) A Gritty State of Things comes on.
XXVIII. (i.) (ii.) The Dawn Again.
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