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To
ladies
and
gentlemen
who
are
not
in
the
habit
of
devoting
themselves
practically
to
the
science
of
penmanship
,
writing
a
letter
is
no
very
easy
task
;
it
being
always
considered
necessary
in
such
cases
for
the
writer
to
recline
his
head
on
his
left
arm
,
so
as
to
place
his
eyes
as
nearly
as
possible
on
a
level
with
the
paper
,
and
,
while
glancing
sideways
at
the
letters
he
is
constructing
,
to
form
with
his
tongue
imaginary
characters
to
correspond
.
These
motions
,
although
unquestionably
of
the
greatest
assistance
to
original
composition
,
retard
in
some
degree
the
progress
of
the
writer
;
and
Sam
had
unconsciously
been
a
full
hour
and
a
half
writing
words
in
small
text
,
smearing
out
wrong
letters
with
his
little
finger
,
and
putting
in
new
ones
which
required
going
over
very
often
to
render
them
visible
through
the
old
blots
,
when
he
was
roused
by
the
opening
of
the
door
and
the
entrance
of
his
parent
.
‘
Vell
,
Sammy
,
’
said
the
father
.
‘
Vell
,
my
Prooshan
Blue
,
’
responded
the
son
,
laying
down
his
pen
.
‘
What
’
s
the
last
bulletin
about
mother
-
in
-
law
?
’
‘
Mrs
.
Veller
passed
a
very
good
night
,
but
is
uncommon
perwerse
,
and
unpleasant
this
mornin
’
.
Signed
upon
oath
,
Tony
Veller
,
Esquire
.
That
’
s
the
last
vun
as
was
issued
,
Sammy
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Weller
,
untying
his
shawl
.
‘
No
better
yet
?
’
inquired
Sam
.
‘
All
the
symptoms
aggerawated
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Weller
,
shaking
his
head
.
‘
But
wot
’
s
that
,
you
’
re
a
-
doin
’
of
?
Pursuit
of
knowledge
under
difficulties
,
Sammy
?
’
‘
I
’
ve
done
now
,
’
said
Sam
,
with
slight
embarrassment
;
‘
I
’
ve
been
a
-
writin
’
.
’
‘
So
I
see
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Weller
.
‘
Not
to
any
young
‘
ooman
,
I
hope
,
Sammy
?
’
‘
Why
,
it
’
s
no
use
a
-
sayin
’
it
ain
’
t
,
’
replied
Sam
;
‘
it
’
s
a
walentine
.
’
