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AN OLD SOLDIER.
I've worn some leather out abroad; let out a
heathen soul or two; fed this good sword with the
black blood of pagan Christians; converted a few
infidels with it.—But let that pass.
The Ordinary.
The Hall was thrown into some little
agitation, a few days since, by the arrival
of General Harbottle. He had been
expected for several days, and had been
looked for, rather impatiently, by several
of the family. Master Simon assured
me that I would like the general hugely,
for he was a blade of the old school, and
an excellent table companion. Lady Lillycraft,
also, appeared to be somewhat
fluttered, on the morning of the general's
arrival, for he had been one of her early
admirers; and she recollected him only
as a dashing young ensign, just come
upon the town. She actually spent an
hour longer at her toilet, and made her
appearance with her hair uncommonly
frizzed and powdered, and an additional
quantity of rouge. She was evidently a
little surprised and shocked, therefore, at
finding the little dashing ensign transformed
into a corpulent old general, with
a double chin, though it was a perfect
picture to witness their salutations; the
graciousness of her profound courtesy,
and the ai