The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1885-09-08
DIZZY" ON A SPREE.
DIsRAELI cARoUSINo WITH A TUR-
KlSH 6EY ON MT. PINDuS.
How the Famous Prime Minister Of Eng
land Made Night of It-HaiI Eel
lows, Well Meta Search for
Drink.
Book Review.J

A small volume Oh letters has MADE lLS
> appearance in England which is likely to
excite considerable interest even here.
The Home Letters of Lord Reacons-
field, " written during his absence on
tour in 1890 81, is the title of the volume,
which is published by Murray, of on
don. Some very characteristic lassages
are found in the letters. and the. have
less of the affectation and macassar oil
favor which distinguish the late prime
ministers novels while showing a fresh
ness his earliest writings do not SURF ass
How the future prime minister of Eng
land caroused with a Turkish hey on the
top of Mount PinduS is a story worth re-
Ueating The party was raVenOuS, but
there being no interpreter, knew not how
to make their wants known.
$50 we smoked. II is great resource,
but this wore out. and it was so ludicrous.
smoking and looking at each other and
dying to talk, then exchanging pipes by
way of compliment and then pressing our
hand to our heart by way of thanks. The
hey sat in corner, l unfortunately next
so l had the onus of mute atten-
ton; and Clay next to me, so he and M.
could at least have an occasional ,Oke,
though, of course, we were too well bred
to exceed an occasional and irresistible OBJ
servation. Clay wanted to play -eearte,
and with grave face. as if we were at our
deVotions, we were about commencing
when it occurred to us that we had
some brandy, and that we would offer
our host glass. as it might be hint for
what should follow to SO vehement a
schnaps. Mashallah? Had the effect
only taken place l. $50 years ago, instead
of in the present age of skepG ism, it
would have been instantly voted a first
rate miracle. Our mild friend smacked
his lips and instantly asked for another
cup; we drank it in coffee cups.
by the time that Meredith had re.
turned, who had left the house on the pre-
tense of shooting. Clay. our host. and my
self had despatched bottle of brandy in
quicker time and faster proportions than
| ever did bottle of Burgundy, and were
extremely gay. Then he would drink
again with Meredith, and ordered some
figs, talking, / must tell you, all the time,
indulging in the most graceful pantOmime,
examining our pistols, offering us his
golden ones for our inspection and finally
maxim Q out Giovannfs Greek enough to
servation we communicated But all this
was taken in good part, and never met
such jolly fellow in the course of my
life. In the meantime we were ravenOus.
for the dry, round, unsugary fig is a great
Whether. AT last we insisted on Giovanni'S
communicating our wants and asking for
bread. The Ley gravely bowed and said:
nothing more occurred.
I'VE prepared ourselves for hungry
dreams, when to our great delight most
capital supper was brought in, accom-
panied. to our great horror. by-wine.
We ate, we drank; we ate with our
fingers, we drank in a manner / never
recollect The wine was not bad, but if
it had been poison we must drink; it was
such a compliment for Moslem We
quaffed it in rivers The hey called for
the brandy; he drank it all The room
turned round: the wild attendants who
sat at our feet seemed dancing in strange
and fantastic whirls the hey shook
hands with me; he shouted English
Greek, Very good, he had caught up
from u.s. IL alo, Kalo, was my rejOinder.
He roared; smacked him on the back.
| remember no more
I'm the middle of the night / awoke.
| found myself sleeping on the divan:
rolled up in its sacred carpet; the hey had
wisely reeled to the fire. The thirst felt
was like that of Dives. All were sleep.
ing except two, who kept up during the
night the great wood fire. l rose lightly.
stepping over my sleeping companions,
and the shining arms that here and there
informed me that the dark mass wrapped
UP in a capote was a human being. /
found Abraham's bosom in a fagon of
water / think l must have drank q
gallon at the draught looked at the
wood fire and thought of the blazing
blocks in the hall of Brakeman, and
asked myself whether | was indeed in the
mountain fastness of an Albanian chief,
and Struggling my shout ders, went to bed
and awoke without hea dache