CHAPTER LIII.
PROJECTS OF REVENGE, INVOLVING HISTORICAL DETAILS.
The companions looked at each other and shook their heads; Mr.Jinks threateningly, Ralph doubtfully.

That gentleman seemed to be dubious of his friend's ability to prepare a revenge suitable to the deserts of O'Brallaghan, who had sold his favorite coat.
Mr.Jinks, however, looked like a man certain of victory.
"Revenge, sir," said Mr.Jinks, "is of two descriptions.

There is the straight-forward, simple, vulgar hitting at a man, or caning him; and the quiet, artistic arrangement of a drama, which comes out right, sir, without fuss, or other exterior effusion." And after this masterly distinction, Mr.Jinks raised his head, and regarded Ralph with pride and complacency.
"Yes" said the young man; "what you say is very true, my boy; go on--go on." "Genius is shown, sir, in the manner of doing it--" "Yes." "Of working on the materials around you." "True; that is the test of genius; you are right.

Now explain your idea." "Well, sir," said Mr.Jinks, "that is easy.

In this town, wherein we reside--I refer to Winchester--there are two prominent classes, besides the English-Virginia people." "Are there ?" "Yes, sir." "Tell me--you mean--" "The natives of the Emerald Isle, and those from the land of sour krout," said Mr.Jinks, with elegant paraphrase.
"You mean Dutch and Irish ?" "Yes, sir." "Very well; I understand that.