Early and Late Papers: Hitherto Uncollected

Early and Late Papers: Hitherto Uncollected

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Early and Late Papers: Hitherto Uncollected

Early and Late Papers: Hitherto Uncollected

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IN A LETTER TO OLIVER YORKE, ESQ., BY M. A. TITMARSH.

PARIS, May, 1941.

SIR, -- The man who makes the best salads in London, and whom, therefore, we have facetiously called Sultan Saladin, -- a man who is conspicuous for his love and practice of all the polite arts, -- music, to wit, architecture, painting, and cookery, -- once took the humble personage who writes this into his library, and laid before me two or three volumes of manuscript year -- books, such as, since he began to travel and to observe, he has been in the habit of keeping.

Every night, in the course of his rambles, his highness the Sultan (indeed, his port is sublime, as, for the matter of that, are all the wines in his cellar) sets down with an iron pen, and in the neatest handwriting in the world, the events and observations of the day; with the same iron pen he illuminates the leaf of his journal by the most faithful and delightful sketches of the scenery which he has witnessed in the course of the four-and-twenty hours; and if he has dined at an inn or restaurant, gasthaus, posada, albergo, or what not, invariably inserts into his log-book the bill of fare. The Sultan leads a jolly life, -- a tall, stalwart man, who every day about six o'clock in London and Paris, at two in Italy, in Germany and Belgium at an . . .

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