She did this by reminding me, with delicate feminine tact, of my mother when she heard of a wager which I now remember with grave disapproval.

This was to empty an immense number of bottles of the heavy Wurzburg Stein wine and yet remain perfectly sober.

My opponent, who belonged to the Brunswick Corps, lost, but as soon after I was attacked by illness, though not in consequence of this folly, which had occurred about a fortnight before, he could not give the breakfast which I had won.

But he fulfilled his obligation; for when, several lustra later, I visited his native city of Hamburg as a Leipsic professor, to deliver an address before the Society of Art and Science, he arranged a splendid banquet, at which I met several old Gottingen friends.
The term was nearly over when an entertainment was given to the corps by one of its aristocratic members.

It was a very gay affair.