Folly of Intemperance.

The great, the important day at last arrived, when the Homily family were to pay their devoirs ²⁴⁷ at Cranberry Hall. Sancho, who had returned in high spirits, and with many kind compliments, from his journey, had dressed up Dr. Homily’s full-bottom wig, ²⁴⁸ and brushed his velvet suit with uncommon care. He had also strained all his art to set our hero’s fine head of hair off to advantage. The / cavalcade proceeded in this order: Dr. Homily in the centre, mounted on his large black steed, which was wont to carry double in Mrs. Homily’s days, with the commodore on his right, and Tim on his left; Sancho followed his old master in the centre, and the rear was brought up by four of the commodore’s sailors, but indifferently mounted. They jogged on, deep in discourse, till they reached Cranberry Hall. In an avenue leading to it, through two rows of trees, colonel Forester and his family, parson Sullen, Mr. Mawworm the schoolmaster, justice Horsemandown, colonel Beekman, deacon Liptrap, and some others, were assembled to receive them. On their approach they were welcomed by the blowing of a conch, and the music of two French horns and fiddles placed in the wood.