24/29 He has a veritable thirst for hopeful views of the world, and no spiritual distillery of his own. Why! The broken reed you call your Tony carries a cargo, all of her manufacture--she reeks of secret stills; and here is a young man--a sapling oak--inclined to droop. His nature has an air of imploring me que je d'arrose! I begin to perform Mrs.Dr.Pangloss on purpose to brighten him--the mind, the views. He is not altogether deficient in conversational gaiety, and he shines in exercise. |