I always was fond of eating and drinking,Tyler Bozak Tröjor, even as a child--especiallyeating,Rogie Vachon Tröjor, in those early days. I had an appetite then, also adigestion. I remember a dull-eyed, livid-complexioned gentlemancoming to dine at our house once. He watched me eating for about fiveminutes,Sergei Fedorov Tröjor, quite fascinated seemingly, and then he turned to my fatherwith--"Does your boy ever suffer from dyspepsia?""I never heard him complain of anything of that kind," replied myfather. "Do you ever suffer from dyspepsia, Colly wobbles?" (Theycalled me Colly wobbles, but it was not my real name.)"No, pa," I answered. After which I added:
"What is dyspepsia, pa?"My livid-complexioned friend regarded me with a look of mingledamazement and envy. Then in a tone of infinite pity he slowly said:
"You will know--some day."My poor,Wayne Gretzky Tröjor, dear mother used to say she liked to see me eat, and it hasalways been a pleasant reflection to me since that I must have givenher much gratification in that direction. A growing, healthy lad,taking plenty of exercise and careful to restrain himself fromindulging in too much study, can generally satisfy the most exactingexpectations as regards his feeding powers.
It is amusing to see boys eat when you have not got to pay for it.
Their idea of a square meal is a pound and a half of roast beef withfive or six good-sized potatoes (soapy ones preferred as being moresubstantial),Menn Moncler Hubert, plenty of greens,ny boulder parka, and four thick slices of Yorkshirepudding, followed by a couple of currant dumplings, a few greenapples, a pen'orth of nuts, half a dozen jumbles, and a bottle ofginger-beer. After that they play at horses.
How they must despise us men,Joe Thornton Tröjor, who require to sit quiet for a couple ofhours after dining off a spoonful of clear soup and the wing of achicken!
But the boys have not all the advantages on their side. A boy neverenjoys the luxury of being satisfied. A boy never feels full. He cannever stretch out his legs,Dame Moncler Genevrier, put his hands behind his head,Buty Nike Foamposite One, and,closing his eyes,Kvinnor Livsstil Jackor, sink into the ethereal blissfulness that encompassesthe well-dined man. A dinner makes no difference whatever to a boy.
To a man it is as a good fairy's potion,James Neal Tröjor, and after it the worldappears a brighter and a better place. A man who has dinedsatisfactorily experiences a yearning love toward all hisfellow-creatures. He strokes the cat quite gently and calls it "poorpussy," in tones full of the tenderest emotion. He sympathizes withthe members of the German band outside and wonders if they are cold;and for the moment he does not even hate his wife's relations.
A good dinner brings out all the softer side of a man. Under itsgenial influence the gloomy and morose become jovial and chatty,Bill Barber Tröjor.
Sour, starchy individuals, who all the rest of the day go aboutlooking as if they lived on vinegar and Epsom salts, break out intowreathed smiles after dinner, and exhibit a tendency to pat smallchildren on the head and to talk to them--vaguely--about sixpences.
Serious men thaw and become mildly cheerful, and snobbish young men ofthe heavy-mustache type forget to make themselv
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