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and yet they are all capital portraits." And again ; " I have 

 actually beheld the original of the Long Gentleman in Peter 

 Schlemil, (a German tale, illustr ted by Cruikshank, which we shall 

 notice by-and-bye ;) I know when and where George saw him ; and 

 yet it is a thousand to one against his having any recollection of meet- 

 ing with such a man. He has merely elongated his limbs and 

 carcase, and somewhat diabolised his countenance ; it is nevertheless 

 a portrait." 



All this we firmly believe to be true ; it is one of George's happy 

 peculiarities, as we have before said, in other words, not merely 

 to make faces but likenesses likenesses which every body all but 

 recognizes. Who is there, for instance, that has not, somewhere or 

 other, although he forgets precisely where, met with this Irish gen- 

 tleman, roaring and ripe for a bit of battery ? We quote the creature 

 from " More Mornings." 



The eyes and features are certainly national they belong to a 

 class ; Hibernians of a certain grade in society seem to scorn the very 

 earth thus, in common, when excited ; the costume, including the 

 disconsolate dragged coat, is general; but our irritated friend has 

 something about him which may be termed particular : he is not even 

 one of a class, an order, a genus, or even a species ; he is an individual 

 a variety. He lodges at number nine in some alley. 



To give another case : Here is a jockey, who is not peculiar to 

 t( Three Courses," (though taken from them,) but who has been seen 

 on every course in the three kingdoms He is well known at New- 

 marketthe Doncaster folks are intimate with him. Mr. Bland in- 

 quires if he isn't " the chap who broke his leg ?" Chifney forgets his 

 name, but perfectly remembers having " beat him by half-a-head." 

 He is a feather-weight ; the tips of his toes support him with ease ; 

 he is afraid to laugh out heartily like a man ; we fear he'll have to 

 carry a shot-belt; he has evidently overdone it this time in training. 

 The brawny blackguard Dentist in this cut must be familiar to 

 every man who has travelled ; he is ostler at the Rose and Crown, or 

 the Hen and Chickens. The juvenile Jack-o'-lanthorn, who is being 



