At first they stared upon him for a moment in stupid astonishment,
but their eyes soon fell upon the fusé of the grenade, which was fast
burning down. Away scampered Colonel, General, Ensign, and Captain, and
all made a rush at the door. "Devil take the hindmost." Some fell, and
others made way over the bodies of their comrades; some succeeded
in getting out, but for an instant there was a general heap of flesh
sprawling at the entrance of the apartment. Here was a colonel jostling
with a subaltern, and there fat generals pressing lean lieutenants into
the boards, and blustering majors, and squeaking ensigns wrestling
for exit; the size of one and the feebleness of the other making their
chance of departure pretty equal, until time, which does all things
at last, cleared the room and left the noble captain standing over the
grenade with his arms folded, and his countenance expressing every kind
of scorn and contempt for the train of scrambling red coats, as they
toiled and bustled and bored their way out of the door.
After the explosion had taken place, some of them ventured to return,
to take a peep at the mangled remains of their comrade, whom however to
their great surprise they found alive and uninjured.--When they were all
gone, the captain threw himself flat on the floor as the only possible
means of escape, and fortunately came off with a whole skin, and a
repaired reputation.
POINT II. THE SHORT COURTSHIP.
As a gentleman was passing along one of the more retired streets of
London late in the evening, he stumbled over the body of an old man,
whom on examination he found in a state of excessive inebriation, and
who had in consequence tumbled down and rolled into the kennel. He had
not gone many yards farther when he found an old woman very nearly in
the same circumstances. It immediately struck Mr. L. that this was
some poor old couple, who, overcome with the fatigues of the day, had
indulged too freely in some restorative beverage, whether Hodges' or
Deady's the historian does not say. Full of this idea, and animated by
his own charitable disposition, Mr. L. soon made arrangements for the
reception of the poor couple into a neighbouring public house, where the
landlord promised that the senseless pair should be undressed and placed
in a warm and comfortable bed. To bed they were put. Mr. L. left them
lying side by side, snoring in concert, and likely to pass together a
more harmonious night than perhaps would have been the case had they
possessed the full enjoyment of their senses. L. journeyed homewards
filled with the satisfaction arising from the performance of a kind
deed, and never reflected that there was a possibility of his having
joined a pair whom the laws of God had not made one. The fact was, that
the old man and the old woman were perfect strangers to each other,
and their being found in a similar situation was purely accidental. In
London, however extraordinary it may appear, many poor folks get drunk
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