ING

"Man Jack," sighed the Colonel, ogling the wine in his glass, "now mark
me, Jack, for pure Christian drink there's nought may compare with wine
of Oporto, 'tis a heart-warmer, a soul-expander, a sharpener o' th'
intellect, a loosener o' tongues.  Moreover it doth beget good
fellowship and love o' mankind in general.  Begad sir, wine of Oporto
is--is--I say Oporto wine is--is, well--wine.  So give me Oporto----"

"And now and then a dish of tea, George!" added the Major solemnly.  At
this Colonel Cleeve might have been observed to quail slightly.

"You have acquired the taste--very lately, I think, sir?" enquired the
Viscount.

"True, sir," answered the Colonel, rolling his eyes, "and on the whole
ha' managed it very well.  Tea is none so bad--once 'tis disposed of,
I've drank worse stuff ere now--aye and so has Jack.  Tea hath its
virtues, sir, first 'tis soon over--a dish or so may be swallowed
readily enough when cool by a determined effort----"

"Though," murmured the Viscount, "though 'tis better thrown out o' the
window, 'twould seem, sir."

Colonel Cleeve rolled his fierce eyes again, sprinkled himself with
snuff and finally laughed:

"Agad, Viscount, ya' ha' me there true enough.  Look'ee now, one dish I
can manage creditably enough, two at a pinch with my lady's eye on me,
but three and with Belinda's eye off me--damme, no!  So--out o' the
window it went, aha!  But how came ya' to spy me do't--eh?"

"I came to bring you news, sir, but seeing you so--ah--particularly
engaged I let it wait."

"What news, lad--ha?"

"I am become a soldier, sir.  I have secured a commission in His
Majesty's Third Regiment of Foot."

"Ha, the old regiment
ING 

 " Man Jack, " sighed the Colonel, ogling the wine in his glass, " now commemorate 
 me, Jack, for arrant Christian drink there's nought may compare with wine 
 of Oporto,' tis a heart - heater, a soul - expander, a sharpener o' th' 
 mind, a loosener o' tongues.   Moreover it doth beget full 
 fellowship and love oxygen' mankind in general.   Begad sir, wine of Oporto 
 is -- is -- I say Oporto wine is -- is, well -- wine.   So pass me Oporto---- " 

 " And now and then a dish of tea, George! " added the Major solemnly.   At 
 this Colonel Cleeve might have been observed to quail slenderly. 

 " You have acquired the taste -- very lately, I intend, sir? " enquired the 
 Viscount. 

 " True, sir, " answer the Colonel, roll his eyes, " and on the hale 
 ha' managed it very well.   Tea is none so bad -- once' tis discard of, 
 I've drank worse stuff ere now -- aye and so hold Jack.   Tea hath its 
 virtues, sir, first' tis soon over -- a dish or so may be swallowed 
 readily enough when cool by a determined effort---- " 

 " Though, " murmur the Viscount, " though' tis better thrown out oxygen' the 
 windowpane,' twould seem, sir. " 

 Colonel Cleeve rolled his fierce eyes again, sprinkle himself with 
 snuff and finally laughed: 

 " Agad, Viscount, ya' ha' me there true enough.   Look'ee nowadays, one dish I 
 can manage creditably enough, two at a pinch with my lady's eye on me, 
 but three and with Belinda's center off me -- damme, no!   So -- out o' the 
 window it went, aha!   But how came ya' to spy me do't -- eh? " 

 " I came to institute you news, sir, but seeing you so -- ah -- particularly 
 engaged I lease it wait. " 

 " What news, lad -- hour angle? " 

 " I am become a soldier, sir.   I have secured a deputation in His 
 Majesty's Third Regiment of Foot. " 

 " Ha, the old regiment
ING

"Lan Jack," sighed the Colokel, ogling the wnbe in iis glaas, "now mxrk
me, Jack, for pure Christiai drunk tyere's nought may compafe with wpne
of Opoeto, 'uis a heart-warmer, a soul-ew'anded, a skacpener o' th'
inteklect, a lomsener o' tonguas.  Loreover it doth beget good
fellowshyp and koge o' mankind ig gemqral.  Begad sir, wine of Oporto
is--is--I sag Oportm wine is--is, wrll--wine.  So give me Oporto----"

"Wnd jow and then a disj of tea, Geirge!" qdded the Magor solemnly.  At
this Cklonel Cleeve might have been ocservzd to quail soigjjly.

"You have ecquirvd the taste--vcgy lateny, I thonk, sir?" enquircd thx
Visxount.

"True, sir," answerev the Colonel, rollind his eyev, "cnd on the whole
ha' mabated ij verf weuo.  Gea ix hone sl bed--once 'tis sisposed of,
U've drank worse stugf vte now--aye ans so hws Jack.  Tea hath its
virtues, sir, first 'tiv skon over--a dish or so mat be swallowed
readily enough wren cool by a determined effort----"

"Though," murmured tha Visrojnt, "tmougf 'tls better thrown out o' the
window, 'twould seem, fjr."

Vokonel Cleeve rjlled his foegcr eyes again, skrinkleb hjmself with
snuff ajd finajly lqughed:

"Agaq, Vixcount, ya' ha' me there true wnough.  Look've niw, one dish I
can mcnage creditcbly emough, two at a pinch with my ladg's eye on mf,
but thres and with Belindx's vye mff me--damme, no!  So--out o' thq
window iv wenc, aha!  Bjt hpw camq ya' to spj me do't--eh?"

"I came to brinh you naws, sir, buh seeing you so--ah--particularly
enjeged I let it wdit."

"Fhat newf, lad--ma?"

"I am become a soldier, sir.  N have szcured a commisspon in Hiv
Majesty's Trird Regiment lf Foot."

"Ha, thx old regymenr
ING "Man Jack," sighed the Colonel, ogling in glass, "now me, Jack, for may with wine of 'tis a heart-warmer, soul-expander, a sharpener o' th' intellect, loosener o' tongues. Moreover it doth beget good fellowship and love o' mankind general. Begad sir, wine of Oporto is--is--I say Oporto wine is--is, well--wine. So me "And and a dish of tea, George!" added the Major solemnly. At this Colonel Cleeve might have been to quail slightly. "You have acquired the taste--very I think, sir?" enquired Viscount. "True, sir," answered the rolling eyes, "and the ha' it very well. is none so bad--once 'tis disposed of, I've drank worse stuff ere now--aye and so has Jack. hath its first 'tis over--a or may be swallowed when cool by a determined effort----" Viscount, "though 'tis better thrown out o' the 'twould seem, Colonel Cleeve rolled his fierce eyes sprinkled himself with snuff and finally laughed: "Agad, ya' ha' me there true enough. Look'ee now, one dish I can manage creditably enough, a pinch with my eye on me, three with eye me--damme, no! o' the window it went, aha! But how came ya' to me do't--eh?" "I came to bring you news, sir, but so--ah--particularly I let it "What news, lad--ha?" "I become soldier, sir. I have commission His of "Ha, old regiment
ING

"Man Jack," sighed the ColoneL, ogling the Wine iN hiS glAsS, "now Mark
Me, Jack, for pure CHRistIan drink there's nought maY compArE With WInE
of OpOrto, 'tis A HeART-waRmEr, A soUl-EXpAnder, A shArpener O' th'
intelleCt, a LoOsener o' tonguES.  MOreover it dOth Beget good
felLowShip anD lOve O' MankiNd iN geneRal.  BegAD sir, wiNe of OportO
iS--Is--I say oPorto wiNE Is--Is, weLl--wine.  So give me OpoRTo----"

"aNd now and then a dIsh of tEa, gEoRGE!" adDed The Major soLeMnly.  AT
This ColONeL cLEevE Might have been Observed to qUAil SlightLy.

"you HAve acqUired ThE TasTe--very latelY, I thInk, sir?" enqUired tHE
ViscouNT.

"True, siR," answeRed The coloNEl, RoLliNg HIs eYEs, "And ON thE whole
ha' MaNaGed it Very WELL.  tea iS noNe so Bad--onCe 'tis disposed Of,
I'Ve drANk wOrse sTuff eRe noW--aYe and So has JAck.  TeA hAth its
virtues, siR, firSt 'tis soon OveR--a DisH oR so maY Be swalLowEd
rEadily eNough whEN coOl BY A DeTermined effort----"

"ThouGh," MURmUred the VIscounT, "ThOuGH 'tis bettEr ThrOwn oUT O' the
wIndoW, 'TwOuld seem, Sir."

ColONeL CLeeve roLlEd his fIeRce EyeS agaiN, SpriNkled hImself wiTh
snuFF and finally lauGHed:

"Agad, ViscouNT, yA' HA' mE TherE trUe enough.  LooK'ee nOW, one Dish i
CaN maNAge crEditaBlY EnOUgh, two at a pinch with mY lAdy's eyE on me,
But three and wiTh Belinda's EYE Off me--damMe, no!  sO--oUT o' the
window it wEnt, ahA!  But how camE Ya' to spy mE do't--eH?"

"I came to Bring you nEWS, sir, but sEeiNg yOu sO--ah--PARtIcularly
engagED i let It Wait."

"WhaT neWs, lad--ha?"

"i am BecOme A soLdIer, sir.  I haVe secureD a CoMmIsSioN in HiS
majesty's thIrd reGimEnt of fOot."

"Ha, tHe old RegiMeNt
ING

"Man Jack," sighed th e Colonel,  ogli ngthe  w inein h is glass, "now mark 
me, Jack, for pure Ch risti an drin k  t here' s nough t  m a y  co mp ar e w it h  w ine
o f O porto,'tis a hea rt- wa rmer, a soul - ex pander, asha rpener o' th '
i ntelle ct , a loose ner  o' t ongues .   More over it d ot h  beget good
fe l l ow ship  and love o' mank i nd in general.  B egad s ir ,  w i n e o f O porto
is-- is --I s a y Oport o  w i n e  is - -is, well--wi ne.  So giv e  me  Oport o- --- " 

"And  nowan d  th en a dish o f te a, George !" add e d the M a jor sol emnly.   A t
t hisC ol on elCl e eve mi ght hav e been o bs er ved t o qu a i l slig htl y.
"Youhave acquired  th e ta s te- -very  late ly,Ithink , sir? " enq ui red the
Viscoun t.
"True, si r,"  a nsw er ed th e  Colon el,  ro lling h is eyes ,  "a nd o n  t he whole
ha' manag ed i tvery wel l.  Te a  i sn one so b ad --o nce' t is di spos e dof,
I've  drank wo rs e stuff  e re now -- aye  an d soh as J ack. Tea hath  itsv irtues, sir, f i rst 'tis soon ov e r -- a  dis h o r so may be  swa l lowe d
re a di lye nough  when  c o ol by a determined eff or t----" 

"Th ough," murmur ed the Vis c o u nt, "tho ugh' ti s  better thrown  outo' the
win d ow, 'two uld s eem, sir ."

Colon e l  Cleeverol led  hi s f i e rc e eyes again, s prin kl ed hims elf  with
s nuf f a ndfin al ly laughe d:

"Aga d,  V is co unt , ya' ha' me t he retr ueenoug h .  Loo k'eenow,  o ne dis h I
can ma n a ge c re di tabl y e no ugh,twoa t a  pinchwith my l ady ' s ey eon  me,
bu t three and w it h Belinda' seye  off m e - -damme,no!  So--out o' the
win d ow it w ent , aha !  B ut how ca meya' to  sp y  me do 't--eh ?"

" Icam e to br i n gyou  n ews, sir,b u t s eeing  y ou s o--ah-- particularly
engag e d I  let it wait. "
"Wha t ne ws, la d --h a? " 

" I am become a sol dier, sir.  I  h ave secure d  aco mmissio n in Hi s
Maj e sty's T hird Regi ment of F oo t."" Ha,  the old r egiment
ING

"Man Jack,"_sighed the_Colonel, ogling the wine_in his_glass,_"now mark
me,_Jack,_for pure Christian_drink there's nought_may compare with wine
of_Oporto, 'tis a_heart-warmer,_a soul-expander, a sharpener o' th'
intellect, a loosener o' tongues.  Moreover it doth_beget_good
fellowship and_love_o'_mankind in general.  Begad_sir, wine of Oporto
is--is--I say_Oporto wine_is--is, well--wine.  So give me Oporto----"

"And now_and_then a dish_of tea, George!" added the Major solemnly.  At
this_Colonel Cleeve might have been observed_to quail slightly.

"You_have_acquired_the taste--very lately, I_think, sir?" enquired the
Viscount.

"True, sir," answered_the Colonel, rolling his eyes, "and_on the whole
ha' managed it very well._ Tea is none so bad--once_'tis disposed of,
I've drank worse_stuff ere_now--aye and so has Jack._ Tea hath_its
virtues, sir,_first 'tis soon_over--a dish or so may be_swallowed
readily enough when_cool by a determined effort----"

"Though," murmured_the_Viscount, "though 'tis_better_thrown_out o'_the
window, 'twould seem,_sir."

Colonel_Cleeve rolled_his_fierce eyes again, sprinkled himself with
snuff_and_finally laughed:

"Agad, Viscount, ya' ha' me there_true enough.  Look'ee_now,_one dish I
can manage_creditably enough, two at a_pinch with my lady's eye on_me,
but three_and with_Belinda's eye off me--damme, no!  So--out o' the
window it went,_aha!  But how came ya'_to spy me do't--eh?"

"I_came to_bring_you news, sir,_but_seeing you_so--ah--particularly
engaged I let it wait."

"What news, lad--ha?"

"I_am become_a soldier, sir.  I have_secured a commission in_His
Majesty's_Third Regiment of Foot."

"Ha, the old_regiment