"What a rum language they talk in this place!" said an English sailor
the other day to his companion, who arrived a few days later than the
speaker himself had done at Rochefort--"Why, they call a cabbage a
_shoe_--(choux!)" "They are a d--d set!" was the reply, "why can't
they call it a cabbage!"
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In a newspaper, dated January 31, 1746, we find the following theatrical
announcement:--
"We are certainly informed that on Monday next, at the Theatre Royal,
Drury-Lane, will be performed _The Lying Valet_, and that Mr.
Steevens, at the particular desire of some persons of quality, is to act
the part of _Justice Guttle_; in which character he will devour
_twelve pounds of plumb cake at three mouthfuls_."
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