fretting at Napoleon, "the Emperor, my master would feel himself
infinitely grieved, if he knew how hard your _lady-ship_ thought of
him."

But it seems the Editor of the Journal "has indulged himself in a
course of low and vulgar sarcasms," tho' no particular instance is
pointed out. Thus the citizen, after sending his friend, Mr. Elias
Benedict, into the bar-room, to certify the _damns_ and _god damns_ of
Mr. Wilkins, suddenly becomes extremely modest and refined, and falls
to moralizing like Michael Cassio, after his _own_ drunken fit is over.
Mr. Bunce might really be esteemed far gone, had he reached the climax
of vulgarity which distinguishes the _citizen_ and his _book_.

But says the _book_ in another place, "the manners of Mr. Bunce are
_coarse and vulgar_." I suppose an immediate allusion is here intended
to the _manner_ in which he treated _Stillwell_ and _Thompson's_
supercilious proposition to agree to print their famous history of the
McBain Meeting, without reading it, under penalty of losing the first
Judge's patronage in case of a refusal. Perhaps they mean that he did
not on that occasion, turn out his toes exactly as he ought; or make a
becoming bow to so much mock consequence as surrounded them. I know not
in what language to describe their notions. We have already admitted
that Mr. Bunce does not pretend to vie in _purity_ of dialect with the
certificate of Mr. Elias Benedict. Suppose we also admit that he cannot
hold competition with Roe as a profound _linguist_--with Mr. Thompson
in _fairness_, _high mindedness_, _openness_ and _candor_--nor with Mr.
Linnendoll in belleslettres--and that he would not make so good a
_dancing master_ as Mr James Merrill[6] and leave the public to judge
whether coming short of these qualifications, he can be any way
tolerable in his person or polished in his conversation.