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oks for a better." Which rudeness of his, the guests resenting, unanimously voted his expulsion; and the male-content was thrust out neck and heels into the cellar, as the properest place for such a _boutefeu_ and firebrand as he had shown himself to be. Order being restored--the young lord (who to say truth, had been a little ruffled, and put beside his oratory) in as few, and yet as obliging words as possible, assured them of entire welcome; and, with a graceful turn, singling out poor _Twenty Ninth of February_, that had sate all this while mumchance at the side-board, begged to couple his health with that of the good company before him--which he drank accordingly; observing, that he had not seen his honest face any time these four years, with a number of endearing expressions besides. At the same time, removing the solitary _Day_ from the forlorn seat which had been assigned him, he stationed him at his own board, somewhere between the _Greek Calends_ and _Latter Lammas_. _Ash Wednesday_, being now called upon for a song, with his eyes fast stuck in his head, and as well as the Canary he had swallowed would give him leave, struck up a Carol, which _Christmas Day_ had taught him for the nonce; and was followed by the latter, who gave "Miserere" in fine style, hitting off the mumping notes and lengthened drawl of _Old Mortification_ with infinite humour. _April Fool_ swore they had exchanged conditions: but _Good Friday_ was observed to look extremely grave; and _Sunday_ held her fan before her face, that she might not be seen to smile. _Shrove-tide_, _Lord Mayor's Day_, and _April Fool_, next joined in a glee-- Which is the properest day to drink? in which all the _Days_ chiming in, made a merry burden. They next fell to quibbles and conundrums. The question being proposed, who had the greatest number of followers--the _Quarter Days_ said, there could be no question as to that; for they had all the creditors in the world dogging their heels. But _April Fool_ gave it in favour of the _Forty Days before Easter_; because the debtors in all cases outnumbered the creditors, and they kept _lent_ all the year. All this while, _Valentine's Day_ kept courting pretty _May_, who sate next him, slipping amorous _billets-doux_ under the table, till the _Dog Days_ (who are naturally of a warm constitution) began to be jealous, and to bark and rage exceedingly. _April Fool_, who likes a bit of sport above measure,
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