pair of colours, more strong beer, her blessed Majesty, plenty more
strong beer, and such subjects, martial and bacchic, whirled through
their dizzy brains at a railroad pace.

And now, if there had been a couple of experienced reporters present
at the "Bugle Inn," they might have taken down a conversation on
love and war--the two themes discussed by the two parties occupying
the kitchen--which, as the parts were sung together, duetwise,
formed together some very curious harmonies. Thus, while the
Captain was whispering the softest nothings, the Corporal was
shouting the fiercest combats of the war; and, like the gentleman at
Penelope's table, on it exiguo pinxit praelia tota bero. For
example:

CAPTAIN. What do you say to a silver trimming, pretty Catherine?
Don't you think a scarlet riding-cloak, handsomely laced, would
become you wonderfully well?--and a grey hat with a blue feather--
and a pretty nag to ride on--and all the soldiers to present arms as
you pass, and say, "There goes the Captain's lady"? What do you
think of a side-box at Lincoln's Inn playhouse, or of standing up to
a minuet with my Lord Marquis at--?

CORPORAL. The ball, sir, ran right up his elbow, and was found the
next day by Surgeon Splinter of ours,--where do you think, sir?--
upon my honour as a gentleman it came out of the nape of his--

CAPTAIN. Necklace--and a sweet pair of diamond earrings,
mayhap--and a little shower of patches, which ornament a lady's face
wondrously--and a leetle rouge--though, egad! such peach-cheeks as
yours don't want it;--fie! Mrs. Catherine, I should think the birds