The dinner was prolonged till a late hour; for our host having no
ladies in his household to summon us to the drawing-room, the
bottle maintained its true bachelor sway, unrivalled by its
potent enemy the tea-kettle. The old hall in which we dined
echoed to bursts of robustious fox-hunting merriment, that made
the ancient antlers shake on the walls. By degrees, however, the
wine and wassail of mine host began to operate upon bodies
already a little jaded by the chase. The choice spirits that
flashed up at the beginning of the dinner, sparkled for a time,
then gradually went out one after another, or only emitted now
and then a faint gleam from the socket.
Some of the briskest talkers, who had given tongue so bravely at
the first burst, fell fast asleep; and none kept on their way but
certain of those long-winded prosers, who, like short-legged
hounds, worry on unnoticed at the bottom of conversation, but are
sure to be in at the death. Even these at length subsided into
silence; and scarcely any thing was heard but the nasal
communications of two or three veteran masticators, who, having
been silent while awake, were indemnifying the company in their
sleep.
At length the announcement of tea and coffee in the cedar parlor
roused all hands from this temporary torpor. Every one awoke
marvellously renovated, and while sipping the refreshing beverage
out of the Baronet’s old-fashioned hereditary china, began to
think of departing for their several homes. But here a sudden
difficulty arose. While we had been prolonging our repast, a
heavy winter storm had set in, with snow, rain, and sleet, driven
by such bitter blasts of wind, that they threatened to penetrate
to the very bone.
“It’s all in vain,” said our hospitable host, “to think of
putting one’s head out of doors in such weather. So, gentlemen, I
hold you my guests for this night at least, and will have your
quarters prepared accordingly.”
The unruly weather, which became more and more tempestuous,
rendered The hospitable suggestion unanswerable. The only
question was, whether such an unexpected accession of company, to
an already crowded house, would not put the housekeeper to her
trumps to accommodate them.
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