calculations would not have solved his weight. He was slender, but he
was hard and compact. These hard, slender fellows sometimes weigh
more than your men of greater bulk. He tipped the scales at one
hundred sixty-two, and he looked twenty pounds less. He was twenty-
eight; a casual glance at him, and you would have been willing to
wager that the joy of casting his first vote was yet to be his.

The princess commands that I describe in detail the charms of this
Army Adonis. Far be it that I should disobey so august a command,
being, as I am, the prime minister in this her principality of
Domestic Felicity. Her brother has never ceased to be among the first
in her dear regard. He possessed the merriest black eyes: his
mother's eyes, as I, a boy, remember them. No matter how immobile his
features might be, these eyes of his were ever ready for laughter.
His nose was clean-cut and shapely. A phrenologist would have said
that his head did not lack the bump of caution; but I know better. At
present he wore a beard; so this is as large an inventory of his
personal attractions as I am able to give. When he shaves off his
beard, I shall be pleased to add further particulars. I often marvel
that the women did not turn his head. They were always sending him
notes and invitations and cutting dances for him. Perhaps his devil-
may-care air had something to do with the enchantment. I have yet to
see his equal as a horseman. He would have made it interesting for
that pair of milk-whites which our old friend, Ulysses (or was it
Diomedes?) had such ado about.

Every man has some vice or other, even if it is only being good.
Warburton had perhaps two: poker and tobacco. He would get out of bed
at any hour if some congenial spirit knocked at the door and
whispered that a little game was in progress, and that his money was