| ANDREW MULLINS. |
| —AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY. |
| CHAP. I. | [Introductory ] |
| CHAP. II. | [Let the neighbors smell ve has something] |
| CHAP. III. | [I wou'dn't like to shoot her exactly] |
| CHAP. IV. | [A Situation.] |
| CHAP. V. | [The Stalking Horse.] |
| CHAP. VI. | [A Commission.] |
| CHAP. VII. | [The Cricket Match] |
| CHAP. VIII. | [The Hunter.] |
| CHAP. IX. | [A Row to Blackwall.] |
| CHAP. X. | [The Pic-Nic.] |
| CHAP. XI. | [The Journey Home.] |
| CHAP. XII. | [Monsieur Dubois.] |
| CHAP. XIII. | [My Talent Called into Active Service.] |
| CHAP. XIV. | [A Dilemma.] |
| CHAP. XV. | [An Old Acquaintance.] |
| CHAP. XVI. | [The Loss of a Friend.] |
| CHAP. XVII. | [Promotion.] |
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| A RIGMAROLE. |
| PART I. | ["De omnibus rebus."] |
| PART II. | ["Acti labores Sunt jucundi"] |
| PART III. | ["Oderunt hilarem tristes."] |
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| INTERCEPTED LETTER |
| PLATE I. | [Dye think ve shall be in time for the hunt?] |
| PLATE II. | [Vat a rum chap to go over the 'edge that vay!] |