We have such a hot sun, that we need not wine to fire our blood as they do.

And drinking toasts seems a point of honour with them.

Talmadge hiccupped to me--I should say, whispered to me just now, that an officer could no more refuse a toast than a challenge, and he said that it was after the greatest difficulty and dislike at first that he learned to drink.

He has certainly overcome his difficulty with uncommon resolution." "What, I wonder, can you talk of for so many hours ?" asked the lady.
"I don't think I can tell you all we talk of, madam, and I must not tell tales out of school.

We talked about the war, and of the force Mr.
Contrecoeur has, and how we are to get at him.