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[From the London "Once a Week."]

My Adventure at the Assizes


It is now about fifteen years since I was compelled to attend the assizes at our county town as a junior member of a highly respectable legal firm. Knowing that there would be several important causes, besides our own, and two or three cases on the criminal side, which excited much public attention, that thus the small county town would be overwhelmed with visitors, I took the precaution of writing—the night before my journey—to secure beds for myself and clerk at the principal inn, where I was, of course, well known.

The next day I took my journey, arriving at my destination early in the day. I found, as I had expected, the town crowded with people; and, on going into the hotel, the landlord informed me that he had received my letter, but that to retain a bed-room for me in his house had been absolutely impossible, the hotel being filled to overflowing by other persons who had bespoken rooms before me. He had provided one small bed-room in a respectable public house, which would suit my clerk; but as to myself, if I would confide my sleeping arrangements to his care, he would ensure me a handsome apartment and comfortable bed-room out of the house, and would convey me there in one of his carriages.

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