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Pickwick Bicycle Club Magazine     Volume 11              No.2 September 2014                                  !24



     Brown of Muggleton – a shoemaker:


     'There's a vooden leg in number six; there's a pair of Hessians in thirteen; there's two
     pair of halves in the commercial; there's these here painted tops in the snuggery inside
     the  bar;  and  five  more  tops  in  the  coffee-room.'  'Nothing  more?'  said  the  little  man.
     'Stop  a  bit,'  replied  Sam,  suddenly  recollecting  himself.  'Yes;  there's  a  pair  of
     Vellingtons a good deal worn, and a pair o' lady's shoes, in number five.' 'What sort of
     shoes?'  hastily  inquired  Wardle,  who,  together  with  Mr.  Pickwick,  had  been  lost  in
     bewilderment  at  the  singular  catalogue  of  visitors.  'Country  make,'  replied  Sam.'Any
     maker's name?' 'Brown.' 'Where of?' 'Muggleton. 'It is them,' exclaimed Wardle. 'By
     heavens, we've found them.


     'Hush!' said Sam. 'The Vellingtons has gone to Doctors' Commons.'

     Joseph Bane 1942 to 1944 (in the cycling game for over 50 years)


     Paul T Traxton 1990 to present
     !



     Bullman – the legal case “Bullman & Ramsey”:


     'Ah,  Ramsey--a  precious  seedy-looking  customer.  "Well,  sir,"  says
     old Fogg, looking at him very fierce--you know his way-- "well, Sir,
     have you come to settle?" "Yes, I have, sir," said Ramsey, putting
     his hand in his pocket, and bringing out the money, "the debt's two
     pound ten, and the costs three pound five, and here it is, Sir;" and
     he sighed like bricks, as he lugged out the money, done up in a bit
     of blotting-paper. Old Fogg looked first at the money, and then at
     him, and then he coughed in his rum way, so that I knew something
     was  coming.  "You  don't  know  there's  a  declaration  filed,  which  increases  the  costs
     materially, I suppose," said Fogg. "You don't say that, sir," said Ramsey, starting back;
     "the time was only out last night, Sir." "I do say it, though," said Fogg, "my clerk's just
     gone to file it. Hasn't Mr. Jackson gone to file that declaration in Bullman and Ramsey,
     Mr. Wicks?" Of course I said yes, and then Fogg coughed again, and looked at Ramsey.
     "My God!" said Ramsey; "and here have I nearly driven myself mad,
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