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THE FLOWING BOWL
dreadful sinking at the base of the stomach, pal
pitation of the heart, and a desire to eat any
thing solid within reach.
A prays faintly for
burnt brandy, or death, and could not swallow
even ^ devilled biscuit, were you to promise to
make him a director of a gold-mine for performing
that feat; whilst B is " dead off" brandy, but is
capable of washing down ham and eggs and
chops unlimited, with a gallon or two of coffee.
Any medical man will doubtless give a reason
for this discrepancy, which is quite beyond my
powers of elucidation.
The Best Pick-me-up
known to the writer is " the Boy, the whole
Boy, and nothing but the Boy." 'Tis an expen
sive restorative, no doubt; but, just as you can
not make an omelette without breaking eggs,
so are most of our pleasant vices more or less
costly in the long-run. Champagne, i.e. genuine
champagne, is about the most valuable restorative
known to science, and has—I believe, though
this is not within my own experience—saved the
lives of sufferers from the " black death," cholera.
Whether blended with beaten eggs, bitters, or
brandy, or in his pure natural beauty, there is,
believe me, no such effectual sorrow-chaser as
« The Boy."
Anchcfvy Toast.
The next best restorer of the faculties is a
quasi-solid ; and the recipe for its concoction has
already been given in Cakes and Ale. As, how-