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ed it on the right hook. I was so much elated that my dinner went from table untouched. I kept conjuring up Paradises, Elysian fields, and a number of other places never heard of, inhabited by women more beautiful than Eastern imagery can possibly describe--so fair, so chaste, so lovely, and so domestic. "Oh!" said I aloud, to the astonishment of my messmates, who were much occupied with their knives and forks, "give me but one of those fair ones, and I will not eat my dinner for a month." "Hulloa!" said the surgeon, "what's the matter with you?" "Nothing," replied I; "the illusion is vanished, and I will take a glass of wine with you. I cannot eat, my mind is too full of England, and my heart crowded with its delightful fair ones. What unfeeling sea monsters you are all of you," continued I, "to be eating with such voracious appetites when you know we are going to glorious England--the land of freedom and genuine hospitality." "Not so fast," said he, interrupting me; "how long is it since you were there?" "Nearly eight years," said I. "I fear," resumed he, "you will not have your dreams--for dreams they are--verified. I was there eighteen months ago, and found freedom in the mouths of the lower classes, who evidently did not understand the meaning of it, and when they did they only used it as a cloak to do mischief, for demagoguing--if you will allow the term--was the order of the day at that time, and as for hospitality that has, as you may express yourself, made sail and gone to cruise into some other climate. I had letters to two families from their relations in India; they asked me to dinner in a stiff, formal manner, and thought, I suppose, they had performed wonders. There our acquaintance ended. I am an Irishman," continued he, "and I assert without partiality that there is more real hospitality in my land of praters than in all Europe. Freedom we will not talk about; but as for the women, dear creatures, they are a mixture of roses and lilies, and such busts, like dairy maids, sure," said he; "don't say anything more about them, or I shall be what has never happened to an Irishman yet--out of spirits." "Now," said I, "doctor, we have found you out. You lost your heart when in England, and were not requited by the cruel fair one." "Fair or foul," answered he, "I would not give one Munster girl for a dozen English. To be sure," added he to a young Irish midshipman, whose turn it was to dine in the gun-room, "they ar
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