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THE DESSERT.
“Desert, did you say?” growled old Roger, at a
festival supper some time ago, to a person who sat opposite
him at the table, who had called for the dessert;
“come over this side, my friend, and you 'll have no
occasion to call for it. It 's quite a desert, and almost
a perfect famine here already, and has been so all the
evening. Don't look at that turkey — that is nothing —
that is only a promise made to the hope and broken to
the stomach; for human strength cannot divide its members
— they are unanimously tough.” And the little
man recommenced ogling a ham that was rapidly disappearing
in the dim distance, and mumbled cheese crumbs
to allay the cravings of unsatisfied appetite.
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