fisher-for-compliments

Updated: May 26, 2025

"I don't dance the minuet so I did'nt want high-healed shoes " Fanny began to laugh again. "Nor a cocked hat; the fact is, I do not know how to bow." "See! Come, Mr. Fisher-for-Compliments!" cried Fanny. "Oh, I never do!" "Well, I believe you don't." "Does anybody?" "Yes; that odious cousin of mine that's who does the conceited coxcomb!" "Your cousin!" "Yes, sir." "Who is it?" "Ralph Ashley."

John Esten Cooke - The Last of the Foresters : Or, Humors on the Border; A story of the Old Virginia Frontier