The songs were chiefly of the sentimental class; such ditties were much in vogue at the time of which I speak.
There came into the "Cave" a gentleman with a lean brown face and long black mustachios, dressed in very loose clothes, and evidently a stranger to the place.

At least he had not visited it for a long time.
He was pointing out changes to a lad who was in his company; and, calling for sherry-and-water, he listened to the music, and twirled his mustachios with great enthusiasm.
At the very first glimpse of me the boy jumped up from the table, bounded across the room, ran to me with his hands out, and, blushing, said, "Don't you know me ?" It was little Newcome, my school-fellow, whom I had not seen for six years, grown a fine tall young stripling now, with the same bright blue eyes which I remembered when he was quite a little boy.
"What the deuce brings you here ?" said I.
He laughed and looked roguish.

"My father--that's my father--would come.

He's just come back from India.

He says all the wits used to come here,--Mr.Sheridan, Captain Morris, Colonel Hanger, Professor Porson.