To love, requires both brains and a soul; and a dandy in love would be
az whimsikal a sight az a butterfly kneeling at the feet ov a tulip.
Your real dandy iz a long-lived bird; hiz pashions are weak, but
regular, and like a watch, the works and the case wear out together.
He grows old like a boquet, and is brisk, and in humor to the last.
Dandys hav no courage; their pashuns are a mixtur ov weak and delikate
things; they kant insult, nor be insulted; they are rabbits among men,
and among wimmin, not bold enuff tew be feared, nor useless enuff to be
dispized.
Thare iz not one single trait in their charakter, that I kan think ov
now, highly commendible; they are selfish (and have a right to be),
bekauze they haint got ennything to spare; their ambishun haz no more
glory in it than a scent bag.
Reverence implys faith, and a dandy haz no faith, but in the taste ov
hiz hairdresser, or taylor; meekness implys hope, but hope in them, iz
nothing but emasculated impudence.
But while theze useless creatures lack the virtews ov life, they are
seldum, or never, gilty ov enny fust class vices, they go through life
heedless ov awl that iz very good, or very bad, and when they git reddy
to die, it iz ov az little importance tew the world, az the loss ov a
cosmetick receipt, or a clever twist in a yeller neck-tie.
Your genuine dandy seldum unites, he courts, az the humming burd duz
among the flowers, for honey, not a wife, and thinks that hiz attacks
are awl conquests, but no sensible woman would marry him, enny quicker,
than she would knowingly take counterfit money in change.
This world will never be rid ov the dandy, there iz so many pincushion
hearts, and heads not made for brains, thare iz so much vanity that iz
amply pleazed with a dog’s head on a bamboo cane, thare iz so mutch
kindness in looking glasses, thare is so mutch fragrance in the
extrackts ov Lubin, thare iz sich a glory in being a pin feather king,
for an evening, among silly hearts, that young dandys will keep being
born, and old dandys will frisk, in spite of their gout, or enny bodys
philosophy.
Thimblerig iz a game az old az Methuselah.
It is played on the knees ov a young, and hawk-eyed, and very polished
gentleman, with a shiny black hat on hiz head, encircled with a band ov
crape, az a mourning badge, for hiz late lamented father--or, “_enny
other man_.”
The young gentleman wears a flame-colored necktie, striped with orange,
and held with a gilt slide, and a californy cluster on hiz finger, az
copious, az a gill ov beans. The game iz conducted with three thimbles,
a pellet ov fur, or wool, az big az a grape seed, and iz sed tew be
under one ov the thimbles, but after yu bet, and the thimble iz raized,
it dont seem to be invariably thar.
This pellet iz humorsly called the “little joker,” and iz carlessly
shown to you, az it appears to slide under cover ov one ov the thimbles,
but in fakt, slips under the cultivated finger nail ov the gentlemanly
rigger.
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