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Updated: May 11, 2025
I shut my eyes, and got 'em down. 'Cure's beginning, says the captain. 'Mutton-chop and pickles. I shut my eyes, and got them down. 'Broiled ham and cayenne pepper, says the captain. 'Glass of stout and cranberry tart. Want to go on deck again? 'No, sir, says I. 'Cure's done, says the captain. 'Never you give in to your stomach, and your stomach will end in giving in to you."
A solitary mutton-chop in an hotel coffee-room is not a banquet to be envied by any god; and if the mutton-chop be converted into soup, fish, little dishes, big dishes, and the rest, the matter becomes worse and not better. What comfort are you to have, seated alone on that horsehair chair, staring into the room and watching the waiters as they whisk about their towels?
"The small man, in the rough suit, and mutton-chop whiskers, is Lord Bedford." Carl eyed the British nobleman with some curiosity. Evidently Lord Bedford was no dude. His suit was of rough cloth and ill-fitting.
"Kitty; they have taken her round to the stable. I thought I'd have lunch with you, uncle Tom." "Very well; you won't get anything but a mutton-chop." "I don't ask for anything better." Beatrice felt that her heart was beating. She had taken a desperate resolution during her six miles' solitary ride; she had determined to take her uncle into her confidence.
"Serves you right," the mate declared. "I told you to send the photo of an OLD man." "But I did, Mike. I sent him a picture of an old pappy-guy sort of man, with long, mutton-chop whiskers, glasses and an old-fashioned collar as tall as the taffrail." "It beats my time then what he's driving at, Captain Matt. But then one can never tell what Cappy Ricks is up to.
Captain Bunce round, rosy, with brilliant mutton-chop whiskers muttered: "Insurance wrecked intentionally no, not here where we are; wouldn't court investigation by her Majesty's officers." He rolled forward, then aft, and looked again through the glass. "Very large crew very large," he said; "very curious, Mr. Shack."
We call our megrims the melancholy of a sublime soul, the yearnings of an indigestion we denominate yearnings after immortality, nay, sometimes 'a proof of the nature of the soul! May I find some biographer who understands such sensations well, and may he style those melting emotions the offspring of the poetical character, which, in reality, are the offspring of a mutton-chop!"
Radley, of the Adelphi Hotel are peculiarly calculated to suffer a sea-change; or whether a plain mutton-chop, and a glass or two of sherry, would be less likely of conversion into foreign and disconcerting material.
There are more women who know how to make good cake than good bread, more who can furnish you with a good ice-cream than a well-cooked mutton-chop; a fair charlotte-russe is easier to come by than a perfect cup of coffee; and you shall find a sparkling jelly to your dessert where you sighed in vain for so simple a luxury as a well-cooked potato.
"Evidently a sexton's assistant doesn't see much of the congregation." "I wish you'd explain," remarked the boy after a pause. "I hardly know where to begin," replied the other. "They've such a choice collection of crooks up there. Did you ever notice a little pot-bellied fellow with mutton-chop whiskers looks as if he was eating persimmons all the time?" "You mean Mr. Hickman?"
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