The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 12, No. 335, October 11, 1828 by Various
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--wine--runs up sticks in said Vo." "Will you permit me to help you, Sir?"
demanded Money, rather impatiently. "What have you, may I ask?" "_Bouilli_, Sir." "Bull, what? have you no other beef?--Mem: people living near punch-bowl eat bull beef," "There is a very nice _culotte_, Sir, if you prefer it." "_Cu_--what, Three Crowns? _Culotte_!--why, in France, that is--is--inexpressibles--Mem: eat inexpressibles roasted--Breaches of taste, by Reay--the savages!--that will do for the Bedford--mention it to Joy--the brutes!--Neither bull nor breeches, thank you inexpressibly, Money." "A _Blanquette de Veau_, then, if you like, Sir." "Blanket de Vo! a cover to lay, indeed, Crowns. Mem: inhabitants of Gin stew blankets of the country, and then eat them--the Alsatians!" "Poultry, Sir, if you desire it." "Ah! some hopes there, Money--What is that you hold?" "A _Poularde_, Sir." "Obliged, Crowns--no Pull-hard thank you, devilish tough I doubt--Mem: fowl called Pull-hard at Gin--Try again, my man." "A _Dindon_ and _dans son jus_, Sir." "Ding dong and a dancing Jew!--sort of stewed Rothschild, I suppose--Well! if I don't mean exactly to starve, I fear I must even venture on the Jew.--Not bad, by Long--Mem: Dancing Jews in sauce capital--mention that to young G----, of the Tenth." The business of mastication arrested for a moment the sapient remarks of the _Impayable_, until our notice was again attracted by his leaping from his chair, and cutting divers capers around the room, which, if they did honour to his agility, harmonized but ill with the precisian starchness of his habiliments, the order whereof was grievously _derangé_ by his antics.--"Water! water! Crowns.--I have emptied the vinegar cruet by mistake--Oh Lud! can scarcely breathe--Water! Crowns, water! in mercy." "It was the Vin du Pays, I assure you, Sir,--nothing else upon my word." "Water! water! oh--here--here I have it." "No, Sir; I beg--that is _Eau de Cerises--Kirschen-wasser_--Cherry water."--"Any--any water will do,"--and, ere Money could arrest his hand, the water-sembling but fiery |
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