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| Charles Dickens "The Pickwick Papers" |
| "Mr Pickwick went slowly and gravely down the slide, with his feet about a yard and a quarter apart." |
| " " Come, gentlemen', continued Mr Pickwick, still retaining his hold upon the jar, 'a toast: Our friends at Dingley Dell.' " |
| " 'Wery good power o' suction, Sammy. You'd ha' made an uncommon fine oyster, Sammy, if you'd been born in that station o' life' " |
| The Rev Stiggins. |
| Sam Weller. |
| Raphael Tuck and Sons produced a series of postcards entitled "In Dickens Land" which show scenes from the author's novels, or places which appear in them. This one is an episode from "The Pickwick Papers". |
| "In walked Mr Job Trotter." |
| Two impressions of Alfred Jingle. |
| "Damages, gentlemen - heavy damages - is the only punishment with which you can visit him; the only recompense you can award to my client. And for those damages she now appeals to an enlightened, a high-minded, a right-feeling, a conscientious, a dispassionate, a sympathising, a contemplative jury of her civilised countrymen." |
| This was Dickens's first major work, and was published by Chapman and Hall in monthly parts between March 1836 and October 1837. It was a huge success and launched the author's literary career. There is a great website with lots more information - follow this link. |
| "The lady pointed to the door." (SM) |
| For more about "The Pickwick Papers" and Charles Dickens' other works, search the internet. |
| "Mrs Bardell could only reply by a look. She had long worshipped Mr Pickwick at a distance, but here she was all at once, raised to a pinnacle to which her wildest and most extravagant hopes had never dared to aspire." Mrs Bardell. |
| "...he's gone to sleep again. Be good enough to pinch him, sir - in the leg, if you please, nothing else wakes him." The Fat Boy. |
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| Mr Snodgrass. |
| Dismal Jemmy. |
| Sergeant Buzfuz. "Chops ! Gracious heavens ! and tomato Sauce ! Gentlemen, is the happiness of a secretive and sensitive and confiding female to be trifled away by such shallow artifices as these ?" (Z) |
| "There was a fine gentle wind, and Mr Pickwick's hat rolled sportively before it. The wind puffed, and Mr Pickwick puffed, and the hat rolled over and over as merrily as a lively porpoise in a strong tide." |
| "He would not deny that he was influenced by human passions, and human feelings (cheers) - possibly by human weaknesses -(loud cries of "No"); but this he would say, that if ever the fire of self-importance broke out in his bosom, the desire to benefit the human race in preference effectually quenched it." |
| "Mr Tupman, we are observed ! - we are discovered !" Mt Tupman looked round. There was the fat boy, perfectly motionless, with his large circular eyes staring into the arbour. |
| "Wot I like in that 'ere style of writin'" said the elder Mr Weller, "is that there ain't no callin' names in it - no Wenuses nor nothin' o' that kind. Wot's the good o' callin' a young 'ooman a Wenus or a angel, Sammy?" |
| "I never met with anything so awful as this," thought poor Mr Pickwick, the cold perspiration starting in drops upon his night-cap. "Never. This is fearful." |
| Mr Pickwick was struck motionless and speechless. He stood with his lovely burden in his arms, gazing vacantly on the countenances of his friends, without the slightest attempt at recognition or explanation. |
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| "In one instant the mottled-faced gentleman depressed his hand again, and every glass was set down empty. It is impossible to describe the thrilling effect produced by this striking ceremony. At once dignified, solemn, and impressive, it combined every element of grandeur." |
| Mr Pickwick addresses the Club. |
| "Bless my soul" said Mr Pickwick, "let me apply a little gentle persuasion." (SM) |
| "...of course I came to look arter you, my Darlin'." Sam Weller and Mary. |
| Reproductions of postcards with a (Z) following the description are available to buy from Zazzle - just click on the (Z) ! Similarly, GC = Greetings Card, P = Print, ST = US Postage Stamp, K = Key Ring, FM = Fridge Magnet, SM = Souvenir Mug, X = Xmas Card. |
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