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" If , " said Eitzallan to St . George , on Captain HoaxweLTs departure " the English climate chills the blood of the warmest constitution it is very certain the converse of the proposition holds good in the East . Here the heat raises the animal spirits most remarkably . What a prodigious flow that man has ; but he seems a good
fellow !" " Say rather , " replied St . George , " that he ¦ ' keeps his spirits up by pouring spirits down ; ' but I won't be uncharitable : we shall see more of him soon . What has become of Holwood ? The hall is lighted , I see ; let us go in to supper . "
Here they found their fellow-cadet reclining on a sofa , and grumbling out sundry invectives against the heat and mosquitoes . The cheroots , too , he said were odious . "Then , why-attempt to smoke at all , if it makes you unwell ?" asked St . George . "Oh , they say in feverish places tobacco is wholesome ; so a fellow in the army ought to know how to ward off sickness , "
responded Holwood . " They say ! who say it ? " inquired Eitzallan ; and added , " Though pleasant , I doubt its efficacy . " On the following day , punctual to his engagement , Captain Hoaxwell called at the quarters : the result of his visit will be seen .
La Vendee.
LA YENDEE .
A DKAMATIC POEM . ( Continued from page 839 , of Vol . ii . )
Henri . How now , my sister Eleanora ? Well ? Eleanor . Ay ! well , quite well whenever thou art by . Henri .
Then , why this pensive look and clouded brow ? Eleanor , I have heard Old Winter term'd A jolly fellow ; yet , now , Nature gives Her dreariest welcome to him . Now thou , sweet , " Dost treat me much the same .
Eleanor . Hold ! hold ! thy simile is good ; and , in truth , Winter may well be jolly ; has he not Ta ' en all the treasures which Dame Nature lavished On Autumn , Spring , and Summer , hoarding- them
With zeal of a snow-bearded miser ? Impossible that she could give him more . And thou too , Henri , hast thou not my gems , My heart-gems taken ? And yet how thou blamest The blank which thou hast left !
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Pencillings Prom The Sketch-Book Oe A Ma...
" If , " said Eitzallan to St . George , on Captain HoaxweLTs departure " the English climate chills the blood of the warmest constitution it is very certain the converse of the proposition holds good in the East . Here the heat raises the animal spirits most remarkably . What a prodigious flow that man has ; but he seems a good
fellow !" " Say rather , " replied St . George , " that he ¦ ' keeps his spirits up by pouring spirits down ; ' but I won't be uncharitable : we shall see more of him soon . What has become of Holwood ? The hall is lighted , I see ; let us go in to supper . "
Here they found their fellow-cadet reclining on a sofa , and grumbling out sundry invectives against the heat and mosquitoes . The cheroots , too , he said were odious . "Then , why-attempt to smoke at all , if it makes you unwell ?" asked St . George . "Oh , they say in feverish places tobacco is wholesome ; so a fellow in the army ought to know how to ward off sickness , "
responded Holwood . " They say ! who say it ? " inquired Eitzallan ; and added , " Though pleasant , I doubt its efficacy . " On the following day , punctual to his engagement , Captain Hoaxwell called at the quarters : the result of his visit will be seen .
La Vendee.
LA YENDEE .
A DKAMATIC POEM . ( Continued from page 839 , of Vol . ii . )
Henri . How now , my sister Eleanora ? Well ? Eleanor . Ay ! well , quite well whenever thou art by . Henri .
Then , why this pensive look and clouded brow ? Eleanor , I have heard Old Winter term'd A jolly fellow ; yet , now , Nature gives Her dreariest welcome to him . Now thou , sweet , " Dost treat me much the same .
Eleanor . Hold ! hold ! thy simile is good ; and , in truth , Winter may well be jolly ; has he not Ta ' en all the treasures which Dame Nature lavished On Autumn , Spring , and Summer , hoarding- them
With zeal of a snow-bearded miser ? Impossible that she could give him more . And thou too , Henri , hast thou not my gems , My heart-gems taken ? And yet how thou blamest The blank which thou hast left !