The Colonel took matters into his own capable hands.
"Mr.Jaquelin, I wish that my tobacco at Westover may look as finely a fortnight hence as does yours to-day! There promise to be more Frenchmen in my fields than Germans at St.James.

Mr.Gary, if I come to Denbigh when the peaches are ripe, will you teach me to make persico?
Mr.Allen, I hear that you breed cocks as courageous as those of Tanagra.

I shall borrow from you for a fight that I mean to give.

Ladies, for how much gold will you sell the recipe for that balm of Mecca you must use?
There are dames at Court would come barefoot to Virginia for so dazzling a bloom.
Why do you patch only upon the Whig side of the face?
Are you all of one camp, and does not one of you grow a white rosebush against the 29th of May?
May it please your Majesty the May Queen, I shall watch the sports from this seat upon your right hand.

Egad, the miller quits himself as though he were the moss-grown fellow of Sherwood Forest!" The ice had thawed; and by the time the victorious miller had been pushed forward to receive the smart cocked hat which was the Virginia rendition of the crown of wild olive, it had quite melted.