' Aggravated by the loss he sustained
by his horse winning the steeple-chase, he made an ill-advised onslaught on
the cash-box of the London and Westminster Bank; and at three score years
and ten this distinguished 'turfite,' who had participated with impunity in
nearly all the great robberies of the last forty years, was doomed to
transportation. And yet we have seen this cracksman captain--for he, too,
was a captain at times--jostling and bellowing for odds among some of the
highest and noblest of the land!
Leather has descended to the cab-stand, of which he promises to be a
distinguished ornament. He haunts the Piccadilly stands, and has what he
calls ''stablish'd a raw' on Mr. Sponge to the extent of
three-and-six-pence a week, under threats of exposing the robbery Sponge
committed on our friend Mr. Waffles. That volatile genius, we are happy to
add, is quite well, and open to the attentions of any young lady who thinks
she can tame a wild young man. His financial affairs are not irretrievable.
And now for the hero and heroine of our tale.
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