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1Author:  Mitchell Donald Grant 1822-1908Add
 Title:  Fudge doings  
 Published:  2003 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: I SHALL open this volume with a few observations upon an individual, who may possibly have important relations with the Fudge family: I refer to Mr. Blimmer, of Blimmersville. Mr. Blimmer has a very snug office, full of diagrams of Blimmersville. Indeed, the plots, sites, buildings, and accounts, of that prospective town may be said to fill up the office. There is, among other charts, a beautiful lithograph of Blimmersville, very attractive, with a proposed church, and a proposed clergyman's cottage; both of them highly picturesque, highly Gothic, and highly flattering to the proposed Christian feeling of the township—much more flattering, indeed, than such buildings are apt to be in earnest. “My Dear Washington:—I cannot pay longer your frequent drafts upon me. My affairs are not in so good case as at last writing. Practise economy, and make arrangements to return speedily, when I hope you will enter immediately upon some sound business-calling. “My Dear Washy:—I have very much to tell you. We are terribly disturbed; you have heard of Mr. Bodgers' death, and how he left no will, as any one can find. Your father was made administrator, with Mr. Bivins, and things were going very well, as we thought, and Kitty would have had a handsome slice, which would have made her perhaps to be considered as a match for you, my dear son, although she is a cousin, when, on a sudden, Mr. Quid, the father of the young gentleman you know, called on Mr. Fudge, and, showing him some old papers he has, which I suppose are testimonials, made a claim for the whole of the property, and what it all is, I don't know; and your father is anxious, besides that; the bank is doing badly, and our expenses with you and Wilhe are heavy. “My Dear Madam:—Duty compels me to inform you that the claims of Mr. Quid upon the estate of your deceased kinsman, Truman Bodgers, Esq., of which I have already given you brief advisement, are very strong. He has shown to me, in connection with my legal adviser, papers which appear to establish, beyond doubt, the rights of his son, as heir at law. Deeply distressing as this event must be to both branches of the Bodgers family, I see no resource. I would advise you, therefore, to limit your expenses accordingly, as the usual annuity, which I believe you have been in the habit of receiving through the generosity of Mr. Bodgers, will now be cut off. I trust you will bear the reverse with resolution. “My Dear Jemima:—I should be very ungrateful for all your kindness if I forgot to write you, as I promised I would, and to tell you all about my country home, which I am so glad to welcome again. “Letitia, ma Chère Letitia:—After our sudden parting last summer, so very provoking as it was, I 5* have been pining away in the Avenue. I am well enough to be sure, and take a drive every day upon Broadway with mamma; and the Count is civil and attentive as usual, and the Spindles are as jealous as ever (which is some comfort), yet somehow it seems very dull. Papa has a terribly long face; more than all, when I ask him for money. Mamma says he is disturbed about his coal-stocks, and business, and all that. What a horrid thing business is! It made us come away from the Springs just as a good set was forming about mamma; and there's no hope, I fear, of getting it together again. How is it, dear Letitia, that people will be very kind, and chatty, and attentive at the Springs, and then never come near you in town? I should love to live at Saratoga, that is, provided the Count and you, and the rest were there, and the set was good. “Mr. Blimmer's compliments to Mr. Quid, and begs to advise him that the instalments now due on lots Numbers seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, etc., in the town of Blimmersville, are still unpaid: he also begs to advise Mr. Quid (hoping he will not take offence) of his (Blimmer's) natural reluctance to place in the hands of so entire a stranger the original document intrusted to him by a certain deceased party; he believes, however, that the writing which he had the honor to place in Mr. Quid's hands, was a true copy of the same; and, in the event of pending negotiations being happily matured, he (Blimmer) would have no objection to add to it the original instrument.
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