S----, although never made a Commander in Chief, has been an exalted character, having once been made ~61~~inspector of the pavement,{1} or in other words knapp'd the stoop; and, if report says true, he has also figured away in other situations equally honourable--a flash turf man--a naval character, and a smuggler.

But come, I have given you a sort of index by which you may read, mark, and learn more, when we are more at leisure.
It is now half past three o'clock, and punctuality is always my motto." 1 Inspector of the pavement, or knapp'd the stoop--Cant term for the pillory.
"Humph," ejaculated Tom; "Cash down, and no grumbling." "D----n severity," was the reply; "no more of that, or we cut: touch my honour, and you touch my life." "Dot and go one," cried Dashall.

"Come along, Bob!" and catching his Cousin by the arm, they followed Merrywell in silence to his apartment in the State House.
On arrival, they found the dinner on table; and Hakewell, true to his appointment, arrived before them.

The keen air of Surrey, though rather confined, had furnished them with good appetites.

Apologies were banished, and to it they went without "let, hinderance, or molestation"-- the viands were good, the wines exquisite and plentiful.
The cloth being removed, mirth and conviviality were the order of the day.
Confusion to soft heads and hard hearts!--Parks and pleasure ground s without priories! were drank in bumpers with enthusiastic applause.