text:  "I now address myself to you sir " continued Snooksby turning to the wrathful sculptor whose wrath however had begun to evaporate in reflecting on the diminished chance of the promotion so repeatedly promised by Mr Bristles for his donkey; "and I feel on this momintous occasion that it is my impiritive duty to endeavour to reinimite the expiring imbers of amity and re-knit the relaxed cords of unanimity