from Sienna, and a third from Viterbo, for dressing one dish, the _docce
piccante_ of Florence. He had a messenger constantly on the road between
Brittany and London, to bring him the eggs of a certain sort of plover,
found near St. Maloes. He has eaten a single dinner at the expense of
fifty-eight pounds, though himself only sat down to it, and there were
but two dishes. He counted the minutes between meals, and seemed totally
absorbed in the idea, or in the action of eating, yet his stomach was
very small; it was the exquisite flavour alone, that he sought. In nine
years he found his table dreadfully abridged by the ruin of his fortune;
and himself hastening to poverty. This made him melancholy, and brought
on disease. When totally ruined, having spent near 150,000 l., a
friend gave him a guinea to keep him from starving; and he was found in
a garret soon after roasting an ortolan with his own hands. We regret to
add, that a few days afterwards, this extraordinary youth shot himself.
We hope that his notes are not lost to the dining world.


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COLLEGE DREAMS.


How often in senior common-rooms may be marked the gradual dropping
asleep of the learned and venerable members! First, after a few rounds
of the bottle, the tongues, which are tired of eulogizing or
vituperating the various dishes which had smoked upon the board,
gradually begin to be still,--soon conversation comes absolutely to a
stand,--the candles grow alarmingly long in the wick,--comparative
darkness involves the sage assembly,--and first one, then another, drops
off into a placid and harmonious repose. Then what dreams float before