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Said Mohi and Yoomy in a breath, "Who sought your opinion, philosopher? you filcher from old Bardianna, and monger of maxims!" "You, who have so long marked the vices of Mardi, that you flatter yourself you have none of your own," added Braid-Beard.
Here and there the royal flags with their glowing greens and violets and yellows appear, and then, as if by magic, the streets and buildings flame and burst like poppies out of bud, into a glorious refulgence of colour that steeps the senses into a languorous acceptance of warmth and beauty. On Mardi Gras day, as you know, it is a town gone mad with folly.
Stanford found me incapable of dancing, and had to revive me with bouillon." WEIGHING DELIGHT AND DOLE Hamlet, i. 2. Strangely enough the thought which most strongly impressed Maurice Wynne on the morning following the Mardi Gras ball was the simplicity of life.
It was time for the girl to go out, and, as it was Mardi Gras, she hoped for large receipts. She returned to her chamber and took her guitar. Just as she was going out, she heard a knock on her door. She started, and called out: "Who is it?" "A friend?" "Your name?" "You do not know me." "Tell me your name." A stifled oath was the reply. "Open the door, I say. My name is Robeccal."
Why, their lucky day is Friday, and their unlucky day Wednesday." "Yes," said Tom Strachan, "and Robinson Crusoe called his savage Friday, and these fellows calls their Prophet Tuesday." "Tuesday! What do you mean?" asked Major Elmfoot. "Mardi is the French for Tuesday, is it not, sir?" "Strachan, you are really too bad, to make such execrable puns in the middle of the desert." "That is it, sir?
So what but a nest of villains and pirates could one fancy it to be: a downright Tortuga, swarming with "Brethren of the coast," such as Montbars, L'Ollonais, Bartolomeo, Peter of Dieppe, and desperadoes of that kidney. But not so. The men of Ohonoo were as honest as any in Mardi. They had a suspicious appellative for their island, true; but not thus seemed it to them.
Ernie writes all this to me and I gets the letter a couple of months ago down in New Orleans, where I was attendin' Mardi Gras, a sort of annual custom of mine, don't you know, old chap, by Jove! I'm terrible careless about my correspondence, which accounts for my neglectin' to write this to you.
And the bootless issue of his late mission to outer Mardi had thrown him into a mood for revelry. Nor had he lately shunned a wild wine, called Morando. A slave now appearing with a bowl of this beverage, it circulated freely. Not to gainsay the truth, we fancied the Morando much. A nutty, pungent flavor it had; like some kinds of arrack distilled in the Philippine isles.
He said not, 'Come you to fight, you fogs and vapors? come you to dwell? or come you to fish in the sea? Go to, then, kings of Mardi!" Upon this, the old king fell back; and his place was supplied by a noble chief, of a free, frank bearing. Advancing quickly toward the boat, he exclaimed "I am Media, the son of Media. Thrice welcome, Taji. On my island of Odo hast thou an altar.
There was a large body of picked cavalry opposed to the Romans, and in front of them Mardi mounted archers, and Iberians armed with spears, on whom Tigranes relied more than any of his mercenaries, as being the most warlike of all.
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