THE SIGH OF THE SEASON

Good-bye dinner, good-bye lunch,

Good-bye turtle, good-bye punch,

Good-bye jambon soaked in cham.,

Good-bye venison, cutlets lamb,

Good-bye salmon, smelts, and sole,

Good-bye Heidsieck's monopole,

Good-bye hock, sauterne, and sherry,

Good-bye all that makes me merry,

Good-bye liqueurs, _petit verre_,

Good-bye sauce _au Vin Madère_,

Good-bye all these joys of life,

Good-bye fork, and good-bye knife,

Good-bye all I take when out,

Good-bye _then_ this twinge of gout!

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[Illustration: _Our Gallant Colonel._ "Your daughters, my dear Mrs.

Tympanum, are looking delightful to-night--simply delightful!"

_Mrs. Tympanum (rather hard of hearing, and very intent on a rôti of

ducklings)._ "Yes, aren't they! I've had them stuffed with sage and

onions!"]

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[Illustration: CRUEL!--_Smith (usually a shy, reserved, and silent man)

tells a rather long, but otherwise entertaining, story, about an orange,

which meets with great success. Brown (when the laughter and applause

have subsided)._ "Bravo, Smith! Capital, old man! But, I say, you told

it better one night at Jones's, a few months ago!" _Jones._ "No, no!

Where he told it best was that morning we breakfasted with you, Brown,

somewhere about the beginning of the year before last!" _Robinson._ "Ah,

but don't you recollect the way he told it after that supper I gave you

fellows at Evans' in 'fifty-one'? How we _did_ laugh, to be sure!"]

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[Illustration: WHOSE FAULT?--_Wife (reproachfully)._ "O, Charles!" (_She

had returned to the dining-room, wondering why he had not come upstairs

to tea.) Charles (who had evidently taken a little too much wine)._ "V'y

well, my dear! 'Sh not my fault! 'Sh your fault! Cooksh fault! 'Bisque

soup was salt! Sh'preme d'la V'laille was smoked! And orange frittersh

'tough as leather! What did Capt'n du Cane shay? Bad cookery cause of

all sorts o' crimes. 'Shamed of yourshelf!"]

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[Illustration:

"For when our veins are filled

With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls

Than in our priest-like fasts."--SHAKSPEARE: _Coriolanus_.

AFTER-DINNER CRITICISM.--_Guest (who has had a pleasant evening, will

just have a look at his host's pictures before he goes)._

"Yesh--(_hic_)--'like tha' pictsh're! Fi' lanshc'pe! 'Like the treesh!

'Branshes wave 'bout s' nash'rally!!!"]

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