"May I ask, sir," said he, at length, "who that is ?" "Who that is!" said Tom, surveying him leisurely as he spoke; "why, surely, sir, you must be jesting, or you would not ask such a question; I trust, indeed, every one knows who he is.

Eh, Harry," said he, looking at me for a confirmation of what he said, and to which, of course, I assented by a look.
"Well, but, my dear Mr.O'Flaherty, you forget how ignorant I am of every thing here--" "Ah, true," said Tom, interrupting; "I forgot you never saw him before." "And who is he, sir ?" "Why, that's the Duke of Wellington." "Lord have mercy upon me, is it ?" said Mr.Burke, as he upset the table, and all its breakfast equipage, and rushed through the coffee-room like one possessed.

Before I could half recover from the fit of laughing this event threw me into, I heard him as he ran full speed down Dawson-street, waving his hat, and shouting out at the top of his lungs, "God bless your grace--Long life to your grace--Hurra for the hero of Waterloo; the great captain of the age," &c.

&c.; which I grieve to say, for the ingratitude of the individual lauded, seemed not to afford him half the pleasure, and none of the amusement it did the mob, who reechoed the shouts and cheering till he was hid within the precincts of the Mansion House.
"And, now," said Tom to me, "finish your breakfast as fast as possible; for, when Burke comes back he will be boring me to dine with him, or some such thing, as a kind of acknowledgment of his gratitude for showing him the Duke.

Do you know he has seen more wonders through my poor instrumentality, within the last three days in Dublin than a six months' trip to the continent would show most men.