The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club. Volume 1 of 2

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Чарльз Диккенс. The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club. Volume 1 of 2

CHAPTER I. THE PICKWICKIANS

CHAPTER II. The First Day’s Journey, and the First Evening’s Adventures; with their Consequences

CHAPTER III. A New Acquaintance. The Stroller’s Tale. A Disagreeable Interruption, and an Unpleasant Encounter

CHAPTER IV. A Field-day and Bivouac. More New Friends. An Invitation to the Country

CHAPTER V. A Short One. Showing, among other Matters, how Mr. Pickwick undertook to Drive, and Mr. Winkle to Ride; and how they both did it

CHAPTER VI. An Old-fashioned Card-party. The Clergyman’s Verses. The Story of the Convict’s Return

CHAPTER VII. How Mr. Winkle, instead of shooting at the Pigeon and killing the Crow, shot at the Crow and wounded the Pigeon; how the Dingley Dell Cricket Club played All-Muggleton, and how All-Muggleton dined at the Dingley Dell expense: with other interesting and instructive matters

CHAPTER VIII. Strongly Illustrative of the Position, that the Course of True Love is not a Railway

CHAPTER IX. A Discovery and a Chase

CHAPTER X. Clearing up all Doubts (if any existed) of the Disinterestedness of Mr. Jingle’s Character

CHAPTER XI. Involving another Journey and an Antiquarian Discovery. Recording Mr. Pickwick’s determination to be present at an Election; and containing a Manuscript of the old Clergyman’s

CHAPTER XII. Descriptive of a very important Proceeding on the part of Mr. Pickwick; no less an Epoch in his Life, than in this History

CHAPTER XIII. Some Account of Eatanswill; of the State of Parties therein; and of the Election of a Member to serve in Parliament for that Ancient, Loyal, and Patriotic Borough

CHAPTER XIV. Comprising a Brief Description of the Company at the Peacock assembled; and a Tale told by a Bagman

CHAPTER XV. In which is given a Faithful Portraiture of two Distinguished Persons; and an Accurate Description of a Public Breakfast in their House and Grounds: which Public Breakfast leads to the Recognition of an Old Acquaintance, and the Commencement of another Chapter

CHAPTER XVI. Too full of Adventure to be Briefly Described

CHAPTER XVII. Showing that an Attack of Rheumatism, in some cases, acts as a Quickener to Inventive Genius

CHAPTER XVIII. Briefly illustrative of Two Points; – First, the Power of Hysterics, and, secondly, the Force of Circumstances

CHAPTER XIX. A Pleasant Day, with an Unpleasant Termination

CHAPTER XX. Showing how Dodson and Fogg were Men of Business, and their Clerks Men of Pleasure; and how an affecting Interview took place between Mr. Weller and his Long-lost Parent; showing also what Choice Spirits assembled at the Magpie and Stump, and what a Capital Chapter the Next One will be

CHAPTER XXI. In which the Old Man launches forth into his Favourite Theme, and relates a Story about a Queer Client

CHAPTER XXII. Mr. Pickwick Journeys to Ipswich, and meets with a Romantic Adventure with a Middle-aged Lady in Yellow Curl-papers

CHAPTER XXIII. In which Mr. Samuel Weller begins to devote his Energies to the Return Match between himself and Mr. Trotter

CHAPTER XXIV. Wherein Mr. Peter Magnus grows jealous, and the Middle-aged Lady apprehensive, which brings the Pickwickians within the Grasp of the Law

CHAPTER XXV. Showing, among a variety of Pleasant Matters, how Majestic and Impartial Mr. Nupkins was, and how Mr. Weller returned Mr. Job Trotter’s Shuttlecock as heavily as it came. With another Matter, which will be found in its Place

CHAPTER XXVI. Which contains a Brief Account of the Progress of the Action of Bardell against Pickwick

CHAPTER XXVII. Samuel Weller makes a Pilgrimage to Dorking, and beholds his Mother-in-law

CHAPTER XXVIII. A Good-humoured Christmas Chapter, containing an Account of a Wedding, and some other Sports beside: which although in their Way even as Good Customs as Marriage itself, are not quite so religiously kept up, in these Degenerate Times

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That punctual servant of all work, the sun, had just risen, and begun to strike a light on the morning of the thirteenth of May, one thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven, when Mr. Samuel Pickwick burst like another sun from his slumbers, threw open his chamber window, and looked out upon the world beneath. Goswell Street was at his feet, Goswell Street was on his right hand – as far as the eye could reach, Goswell Street extended on his left; and the opposite side of Goswell Street was over the way. “Such,” thought Mr. Pickwick, “are the narrow views of those philosophers who, content with examining the things that lie before them, look not to the truths which are hidden beyond. As well might I be content to gaze on Goswell Street for ever, without one effort to penetrate to the hidden countries which on every side surround it.” And having given vent to this beautiful reflection, Mr. Pickwick proceeded to put himself into his clothes, and his clothes into his portmanteau. Great men are seldom over-scrupulous in the arrangement of their attire; the operation of shaving, dressing, and coffee-imbibing was soon performed: and in another hour, Mr. Pickwick, with his portmanteau in his hand, his telescope in his great-coat pocket, and his note-book in his waistcoat, ready for the reception of any discoveries worthy of being noted down, had arrived at the coach-stand in St. Martin’s-le-Grand.

“Cab!” said Mr. Pickwick.

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“Something in the yard,” replied the stranger. Mr. Smithie bowed deferentially to Sir Thomas Clubber, and Sir Thomas Clubber acknowledged the salute with conscious condescension. Lady Clubber took a telescopic view of Mrs. Smithie and family through her eye-glass, and Mrs. Smithie stared in her turn at Mrs. Somebody else, whose husband was not in the Dock-yard at all.

“Colonel Bulder, Mrs. Colonel Bulder, and Miss Bulder,” were the next arrivals.

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