PICKWICK PAPERS

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(After Charles Dickens)

On a sunny morning of the thirteenth of May, one thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven Mr. Samuel Pickwick rose from his bed, opened the window and looked out at the world before him. Goswell Street was at his feet, Goswell Street was on his right, Goswell Street was on his left, Goswell Street lay in front of him. Mr. Pickwick was not happy to see only Goswell Street. He wanted to see life in other places surrounding the street. Soon after breakfast Mr. Pickwick with a bag in his hand, a telescope and a note-book in his pocket was ready to meet adventures. He took a cab and went to «Golden Cross», an inn where his friends were waiting for him. On the way there Mr. Pickwick began his studies of London life.

«How old is that horse, my friend?» asked he. «Forty-two», answered the cabman. «What,'» said Mr. Pickwick laying his hand upon the note-book. The cabman repeated the answer and Mr. Pickwick wrote it down in his note-Ibook. «And how long do you keep him out at a time?». «Two or three weeks», answered the cabman. «Weeks!» [said Mr. Pickwick in surprise and he took out his note-|book again. «We seldom take him out of the cab», said the cabman. «He is old, not very strong, and always falls down /hen we take him out of it. So we tie him to the cab, the cab runs after him and pushes him». Mr. Pickwick wrote lown every word told by the cabman in his note-book. He ranted to use the information at a club meeting.