We see by Mr. Sponge's last advertisements that he has L116,300 to
lend at three and a half per cent.!
'What a farce,' we fancy we hear some enterprising youngster
exclaim--'what a farce, to suppose that such a needy scamp as Mr. Sponge,
who has been cheating everybody, has any money to lend, or to pay bets with
if he loses!' Right, young gentleman, right; but not a bit greater farce
than to suppose that any of the plausible money-lenders, or infallible
'tips' with whom you, perhaps, have had connection have any either, in case
it's called for. Nay, bad as he is, we'll back old Soapey to be better than
any of them,--with which encomium we most heartily bid him ADIEU.
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FOOTNOTES:
[1] Query, 'snob'?--Printer's Devil.
[2] The Poetical Recorder of the Doings of the Dublin Garrison dogs, in
_Bell's Life_.
[3] _Vide_ 'Barnwell and Alderson's Reports.'
[4] 'S,' for Scamperdale, showing they were his lordship's.
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