The next morning saw my friend Transit and myself again prepared
to separate from our friends Heartly and Eglantine, on our way to
Worcester, ~333~~where we had promised to pay a visit to old Crony on
our road back to London. Reader, if our sketches in Bath are somewhat
brief, remember we are ever on the wing in search of novelty, and are
not disposed to stay one day longer in any place than it affords fresh
food for pen and pencil In the characters we have sketched we disclaim
any thought of personal offence; eccentrics are public property, and
must not object to appear in print, seeing that they are in the journey
through life allowed to ride a free horse, without that curb which
generally restrains the conduct of others But I must here take my
farewell of the elegant city of that attractive spot of which Bayley
justly sings
"In this auspicious region all mankind
(Whate'er their taste) congenial joys may find;
Here monied men may pass for men of worth;
And wealthy Cits may hide plebeian birth.
Here men devoid of cash may live with ease,
Appear genteel, and pass for what they please."
WAGGERIES AT WORCESTER.
~334~~The meeting with an old friend at Worcester induced us to domicile
there for the space of three days, during which time I will not say we
were laid up with Lavender, but certainly near enough to scent it.
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