Pickwick Revived

In a coroner's court in London recently the following conversation, which reads as if taken directly from Dickens, occnrred: "What's your name, sir?" inquired the judge. "Sam Weller, my lord," replied that gentleman. "Do yon spell it with a V or a W?" inquired the judge. "That depends upon the taste and f aney of the speller, my lord, ' ' replied Sam. "I never had occasion to spell it more than once or twice in my life, but I spells it with a V. " Here a voice in the gallery exclaimed aloud: "Quite right, too, SamiveL Put it down a we, my lord, put it down a we."