"Dear Bonker, my heart he does go out to you! Ach, you have given me soch a treat. Vunce more I schmell ze mountain dew--I hear ze pipes--I gaze into loffly eyes--I am ze noblest part of mineself! Bonker, I vill defy ze mozzer of my wife! I drink to you, my friend, mit hip--hip--hip--hooray!"
"You have more than repaid me," replied the Count, "by the spectacle you have provided. Dear Baron, it was a panorama calculated to convert a continent!"
"To vat should it convert him?" inquired the Baron with interest.
"To a creed even merrier than Socialism, more convivial than Total Abstinence, and more perfectly designed for human needs than Esperanto--the gospel of 'Cheer up.' "
"Sheerup?" repeated the Baron, whose acquaintance with the English words used in commerce and war was singularly intimate, but who was occasionally at fault with terms of less portentous import.
"A name given to the bridge that crosses the Slough of Despond," explained the Count.
The Baron still seemed puzzled. "I am not any wiser," said he.
"Never cease thanking Heaven for that!" cried Bunker fervently. "The man who once dubs himself wise is the jest of gods and the plague of mortals."
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could trust. To them he explained his plans and the rich
Ernest had recovered strength enough to be called fairly
practice, for the boy took so much pains and played so
Pontifex’s instructions. No amount of trouble would have
or that other infinitely more beautiful flower who wandered
he insisted that they should pass their earlier years among
It was very dreamy getting out at Calais, and trudging
du vertueux Lycurgue. Vivement epris de tant de charmes,
he often spent much time with the white foreman of the
risen, though not so much as they have since done; on the
might have noticed the reduced numbers of his following.
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