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counter or the chestis, indulging in their fav'rit whead, the rich and spisy Pickwhick, the
ripe Manilly, or the flagrant and arheumatic Qby.
"These Divanns are, as is very well known, the knightly resott of the young Henglish
nobillaty. It is ear a young Pier, after an arjus day at the House of Commons, solazes
himself with a glas of gin-and-water (the national beveridge), with cheerful conversation on
the ewents of the day, or with an armless gaym of baggytell in the back-parlor."
So wrote at least our friend Jools to his newspaper, the Horriflam; and of this back-parlor
and baggytell-bord, of this counter, of this "Constantinople" Divan, he became almost as
reglar a frequenter as the plaster of Parish Turk who sits smoking a hookey between the two
blue coffee-cups in the winder.
I have oftin, smokin my own shroot in silents in a corner of the Diwann, listened to Jools
and his friends inwaying aginst Hingland, and boastin of their own immortial country. How
they did go on about Wellintun, and what an arty contamp they ad for him!—how they used
to prove that France was the Light, the Scenter-pint, the Igsample and hadmiration of the
whole world! And though I scarcely take a French paper now-a-days (I lived in early days
as groom in a French famly three years, and therefore knows the languidg), though, I say,
you can't take up Jools's paper, the Orriflam, without readin that a minister has committed
bribery and perjury, or that a littery man has committed perjury and murder, or that a Duke
has stabbed his wife in fifty places, or some story equally horrible; yet for all that it's
admiral to see how the French gents will swagger—how they will be the scenters of
civilization—how they will be the Igsamples of Europ, and nothink shall prevent 'em—
knowing they will have it, I say I listen, smokin my pip in silence. But to our tail.
Reglar every evening there came to the "Constantanople" a young gent etired in the igth of
fashn; and indead presenting by the cleanlyness of his appearants and linning (which was
generally a pink or blew shurt, with a cricketer or a dansuse pattern) rather a contrast to the
dinjy and whistkcard sosaity of the Diwann. As for wiskars, this young mann had none
beyond a little yallow tought to his chin, which you woodn notas, only he was always
pulling at it. His statue was diminnative, but his coschume supubb, for he had the tippiest
Jane boots, the ivoryheadest canes, the most gawjus scarlick Jonville ties, and the most
Scotch-plaidest trowseys, of any customer of that establishment. He was univusaly called
Milord.
"Que est ce jeune seigneur? Who is this young hurl who comes knightly to the
'Constantanople,' who is so proddigl of his gold (for indeed the young gent would frequinly
propoase gininwater to the company), and who drinks so much gin?" asked Munseer
Chacabac of a friend from the "Hotel de l'Ail."