, 1885-06-16
DIZZY ON SPREE.
DIsRAEuI cARousINa WITH A TUR
klsH eEY ON MT. PiNpus.
How the Famous Prime Minister OF Eng.
land Made n Night OF It Fol-
lows. Well Meta Search for
q Drink.


book Review.1 llN
a small volume of letters has made its
appearance IN England which is likely TO
excite considerable interest sven here.
The -Home Letters of Lord Beacons-
field, y written during his absence on a
tour In 1850 II, is the title of the volume.
which is published by Murray. of Lon.
don. Some very characteristic passages
are found in the letters. and thoy have
less Of tho afiectation aud mhcassar oil
flavor which distinguish the late prime
minister novels. while showing u fresh
ness his earliest writings do not surpass
How the future prime minister OF ling
and caroused with a Turkish hey on the
top OF Mount Pindus is a story worth re.
rcating. The party was ravenous, but.
there being no interpreter, knew not how
TO make their wants known.
$50 we smoked. II is a great resource,
but this wore out. and it was so ludicrous.
smoking and looking at each other. and
dying to talk, b exchanging pipes by
way of compliment, and then pressing our
hand TO our heart by way of thanks The
hey sat In a corner, | unfortunately next,
so l had the onus of mute atten-
ton; and Clay next to me. SO he and NJ.
could at least have an occasional joke,
though, of course we were too well bred
to exceed an occasional and irresistible OBJ
" fhtAOH. AlAl NAulCu " pay tCullt,
and with a grave face. as If we were at our
devotions, we were about commencing
when it occurred 10 us that we had
some brandy. and hat we would offer
our host a glass. as ii might be a hint for
what should follow to so vehement a
schnaps. Mashallah? Had the effect
only taken place /. $50 years ago, instead
Of in the present age of skepticism. IL
would have been Instantly voted a first
rate miracle. Cur 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 a bottle Of brandy in
quicker time and faster proportions than
/ ever did a bottle of burgundy, and were
extremely gay. Then he would drink
again with Meredith. and ordered some
fgs. talking, l must tell you. all the time,
indulgingi in the most graceful pantomime,
examining our pistols, offering us his
golden ones for our inspection. and finally
making out Giovanni's Greek enough to
misunderstood most ludicrously every OBJ
servAtion we communicated But all this
was AIKEN In good part, and | never met
such a jolly fellow in the course of my
life In the meantime we were rayenous,
for the dry. round. unsugary fig Is a great
Whether. AT last we insisted on Gioyanni's
communicating our wants and asking for
bread. The ley gravely bowed and said:
Leave II 10 me: take no thought, " and
nothing more occurred.
W prepared ourselves for hungry
dreams, when to our great delight a most
capital supper was brought in. accom-
panied. to our great horror. by-wlne
We ate. we drunk; we ate with our
fin Oarh We dranE in n manner nauaF
recollect The wine was not bad. Lut if
1t had been poison we must drink; IL was
such a compliment for a Moslem- We
quaifed 1t in rivers The bey called for
tue brandy; he drank il all. The room
turned round the wild attendants who
sat at OR feet seemed dancing in strange
and fantastic whirls; the hey shook
hands with me; he shouted English-I
Greek, Very good. he had caught up
from US aLo. halo. was my rejoinder.
He roarcd. | smacked him on the back
l remember no more.
I'm the middle Of the night | awoke.
| found myself steering 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 tae great wood fire. rose II htly.
step. ing over my slice ping companions,
and the shining arms that here aud there
Informed me that the dark mass wrapped
" in u capote was a human being. l
found Abraham's bosom in a iagon of
water. l think / must have drank a
gallon at the draught. l looked at the
wood FIRE and thought of the blazing
blocks in the hall of Brakeman. and
asked myself whether l was indeed in the
mountain fastness OF an Albanian chief,
and Struggling my shoulders. went To bed
and awoke without q hea dache