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But while delighting to describe the virtues of these denizens of the forests, these amiable fauns and jolly satyrs, I must not forget those jovial trencher-men, the curés of Le Morvan. Every sportsman possesses, or should possess, the digestion of an ostrich; for his appetite is generally prodigious, and the viands that fall in his way are not always the most savoury.
One cannot help respecting such prodigious trencher-men and women, or wonder that the poverty-stricken class were ill-fed. Dinner in England had become a very different thing when I lived there twenty years later, and though port and Madeira were generally on the table, the only man whom I saw habitually drink them was Robert Browning!
"That's the coach, Dick there are the lamps, we're just in time spin down the hill, my boy let me get in as they're at supper, and 'faith they'll want it, after coming off a coach such a night as this, to say nothing of some of them being aldermen in expectancy perhaps, and of course obliged to play trencher-men as often as they can, as a requisite rehearsal for the parts they must hereafter fill."
Dinner was nearly ready, so Fred followed his box up to the pretty little bedroom he was to occupy one which opened out of the room set apart for Harry and Philip; and soon after he was down in the dining-room eating a meal that called forth the remarks and comparisons of his cousins, who were dreadful trencher-men.
Now, nearly every one of the guests had brought a little boy with him, each of whom stood like a page behind his father's chair. Before starting on their prandial fried fish, these trencher-men took from the dainties wherewith the ornamental plates were laden and gave thereof to their offspring.
For the Provençaux are famous trencher-men, and the way that leads through their gullets is not the longest way to their hearts. But in spite of their eager natural love for all good things eatable, the Provençaux also are poets; and, along with the cooking, another matter was in train that was wholly of a poetic cast.
The troopers were valiant trencher-men, whatever else they were, and promptly assaulted the meat-pie fort, as from its size and shape it deserved to be called. "You know this Captain Villiers, I suppose?" said the dragoon subaltern at length; "I had particular instructions to secure his capture." "Oh yes! I know him very well," answered Kate. "He was here sick for three months last winter."
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