"I'm a quiz, LELAND. If you choose, you may call me a Guy, sir."

Mr. P. got himself analysed that day by Dr. ALLEN, and he was found to
consist principally of carbonate of Lime; Silicate of Potassa; Iodide of
Magnesia; and Chloride of Sodium; with a strong trace of Sulphate of
Strontia.

At night, however, he was able to attend the hop in the grand saloon.
For a time Mr. P. danced with one girl right along. A pretty girl she
was, too, and the style of her dress showed very plainly that it was
EUGENIE she was hoping to see at Saratoga, and not Madame OLLIVIER.
Well, she had not danced with Mr. P. more than a couple of hours when
she left him for a Pole--one of these wandering Counts that you always
see at such places--a regular hop-Pole, in fact. Mr. P. got very angry
at this insult, and if he had had his way he would have had the fellow
partitioned off--like his beloved country. He was so wrathy, indeed,
that when the hop was over he started on an Arctic expedition, but he
had the same luck as KANE, HALL, and the other fellows.

He never saw that Pole.

After this, Mr. P. thought he would keep away from the ladies--but it
was of no use to think. There is a _something_ about Mr.
PUNCHINELLO--but it matters not--suffice it to say that he went out
buggy riding the next day with ANNA DICKINSON on the Lake road. The
horse he drove had belonged to LEONARD JEROME--he was out of "Cash" by
"Thunder," and he had sold him to the livery-man here. He was called a
"two-forty," but when he began to go, Mr. P. was of the opinion that a
musician would have considered his style entirely too _forte_. They had
not ridden more than half way to BARHYTE'S, before Mr. P. began to feel