Hints for the table: or, the economy of good living / [Anon].

  • John Timbs
Date:
1838
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Credit: Hints for the table: or, the economy of good living / [Anon]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    There is nothing respectable in lodgings and a cab. Such are the appliances of a here-today-gone-tomorrow kind of life. One never looks substantial till one pays rates and taxes, and has a bill with one’s butcher!—Bulwer. Something like home that is not home, like alone that is not alone, is to be wished, and only found in a friend, or in his house.—Sir W. Temple. The best friend is he who never deserts till he is first for- saken. Poverty is, except where there is an actual want of food and raiment, a thing much more imaginary than real. The shame of poverty—-the shame of being thought poor—is a great and fatal weakness, though arising in this country from the fashion of the times themselves.—Cobbett. The swaggerer is invariably an impostor—the man who calls loudest for the w aiter, who treats him worst, and who finds more fault than any one else in the room, when the company is mixed, will always turn out to be the man of all others the least entitled, either by rank or intelligence, to give himself airs. People who are conscious of what is due to them never display irritability or impetuosity; their manners ensure civility,their civility secures respect; but, the blockhead or the coxcomb, fully aware that something more than ordinary is necessary to produce an effect, whether in clubs or coffee-rooms, is sure to be the most fastidious and captious of the community, the most over- bearing in his manners towards his inferiors—the most restless and irritable among his equals—the most cringing and subservient before his superiors.—Theodore Hook. When a man happens to have in possession a good deal of property of his ow n, he is, while it lasts, usually and emphati- cally termed a flood fellow; but, when his money and credit are both exhausted, so that he is obliged to sing, drink, and tell stories, for the entertainment of those who pay his shot, he degenerates into a good companion. The taverns of our ancestors would ill bear contrasting with the clubs of to-day; but many a gay midnight was passed in the former:—midnights, whose mirth has dc- p
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