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Lord Mutanhed - guest at Ball at Bath assembly Rooms:
‘'Have you seen his Lordship's mail-cart, Bantam?' inquired the Honourable Mr. Crushton,
after a short pause, during which young Lord Mutanhed had been endeavouring to stare Mr.
Pickwick out of countenance, and Mr. Crushton had been reflecting what subject his Lordship
could talk about best. 'Dear me, no,' replied the M.C.'A mail-cart! What an excellent idea.
Re-markable!' 'Gwacious heavens!' said his Lordship, 'I thought evewebody had seen the new
mail-cart; it's the neatest, pwettiest, gwacefullest thing that ever wan upon wheels. Painted
wed, with a cweam piebald.' 'With a real box for the letters, and all complete,' said the
Honourable Mr. Crushton.’

Stephen C Rhodes 1890 to 1916 President(1900);VP (1901);Captain (1895-1898)
(Resigned ill in 1898). Sub Captain 1894. Winner of
cycling records from 1876 for 18 to 48 miles.
J D Beale 1937 to 1948
John de Fritaes 1959 to 1976
V H Wade 1976 to 1984
David J S James 1984 to 2003
ScoB B Simpson 2005 to present
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Martin - Surly coachman to Ben Allen's aunt Miss Allen:
“While these observations were being exchanged between Mr. Bob Sawyer and Mr. Benjamin
Allen; and while the boy in the gray livery, marvelling at the unwonted prolongation of the
dinner, cast an anxious look, from time to time, towards the glass door, distracted by inward
misgivings regarding the amount of minced veal which would be ultimately reserved for his
individual cravings; there rolled soberly on through the streets of Bristol, a private fly,
painted of a sad green colour, drawn by a chubby sort of brown horse, and driven by a surly-
looking man with his legs dressed like the legs of a groom, and his body attired in the coat of
a coachman. Such appearances are common to many vehicles belonging to, and maintained by,
old ladies of economic habits; and in this vehicle sat an old lady who was its mistress and
proprietor. 'Martin!' said the old lady, calling to the surly man, out of the front window.
'Well?' said the surly man, touching his hat to the old lady. 'Mr. Sawyer's,' said the old lady.
'I was going there,' said the surly man. The old lady nodded the satisfaction which this proof
of the surly man's foresight imparted to her feelings; and the surly man giving a smart lash to
the chubby horse, they all repaired to Mr. Bob Sawyer's together.”

John A Ward 1966 ReJred member
Andrew Morgan 2012 to present