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Updated: May 20, 2025
"The newspapers were facetious about my 'Baby Houses' until they scented the Prime Minister at the back of them, and now they call them the 'Storm Shelters, and christen my nightly processions 'The White-cross Army. Even the Archdeacon has begun to tell the world how he 'took an interest' in me from the first and gave me my title.
Though these ancient bulwarks of Christendom, within which the White-Cross chivalry, under d'Aubusson and L'Isle-Adam, so long withstood the might of the Osmanli, are thus briefly dismissed, Mr Paton immediately after devotes five pages to some choice flowers of Transatlantic rhetoric, culled from the small-talk of one of his fellow-passengers, whom he calls "an American Presbyterian clergyman" though we grievously suspect him to have been a boatswain, who had jumped from the forecastle to the pulpit by one of those free-and-easy transitions not unusual in the "free and enlightened republic."
When I arrived at the White-cross, I found my nerves, usually proof to any thing, so shaken and shattered, that fearing with the difficult game before me any mistake, however trivial, might mar all my fortunes for ever, I said a good night to my friends, and went to bed. "A note for Monsieur," said the waiter, awaking me at the same time from the soundest sleep and most delightful dream.
"I was sorry I couldn't launch her with the mast stepped, so as to dress her in the colors." "In that case, you would have needed the flags of all nations. I have them, and will lend them to you any time when you wish to make a sensation." "Thank you, sir." "I have here the white cross of Denmark," added the captain, holding up the mended bill. "A fifty-dollar white-cross," laughed Donald.
When I arrived at the White-cross, I found my nerves, usually proof to any thing, so shaken and shattered, that fearing with the difficult game before me any mistake, however trivial, might mar all my fortunes for ever, I said a good night to my friends, and went to bed. "A note for Monsieur," said the waiter, awaking me at the same time from the soundest sleep and most delightful dream.
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