CHAPTER XXIV.
AND SET YOU DOWN THAT IN ALEPPO ONCE--OTHELLO.
The first thing Mr.Schnackenberger did was to draw his purse-strings, and indemnify the cook-maid.

The next thing Mr.Schnackenberger did was to go into the public-room of the Gun, call for a common pipe, and seat himself growling in a corner .-- Of all possible privileges conferred by the laws, the very least desirable is that of being created game: Juno was now invested with that 'painful pre-eminence;' she was solemnly proclaimed game: and all qualified persons, _i.

e._ every man, woman, and child, were legally authorised to sink--burn--or destroy her.

'Now then,' said Mr.Schnackenberger to himself, 'if such an event should happen--if any kind soul should blow out the frail light of Juno's life, in what way am I to answer the matter to her purchaser, Mr.Fabian Sebastian ?' Such were the thoughts which fumed away from the anxious mind of Mr.Schnackenberger in surging volumes of smoke.
Together with the usual evening visitors of the public-rooms at the Gun, were present also Mr.Von Pilsen, and his party.

Inflamed with wine and insolence, Mr.Von Pilsen began by advancing the following proposition: That in this sublunary world there are marvellous fools.