24 OCCASIONAL HAPPY THOUGHTS. 



the next Boat, — (doing everything as much as possible with 

 the letter " B " — from Britain to Boulogne for Buns in a 

 Boat — reminding me of the old game, I love my love with a 

 B, because she is Beautiful ; I hate her with a B, because 

 she's Bumptious. I took her to Boulogne and treated her to 

 Buns, and her name was Belinda) — or he immediately threw 

 himself into the sea. Tragic end. " What, no Buns ! So 

 he died, and she immediately married the Barber." Odd, 

 another B ! 



I explain to the Dame and the Garcon what the ancient 

 stranger wanted. In answer to their inquiries, I give it in a 

 dictionary form, as under the letter B : — 



B. Bun. Une specialite Anglaise J niie espece de gateau — 

 pause here to express it exactly. Everybody much in- 

 terested, particularly the two sea-faring men, with raw 

 spirits, in the corner. 



Happy Tho7ight. To continue — Vous comprenes (always 

 say vous compi'eiiez when a little uncertain of your own 

 meaning), ^Vj/ U7iequelque chose qu^on lie pent pas facilement 



Happy ThougJit^for a finish. et, en effet (this is also a 



useful formula) c'est une chose qui Jie fait pas de bon a Vestomac 

 dun vieux. 



I am publicly — or rather restaurantly — thanked for my 

 explanation, and the sea-faring men jovially treat themselves 

 to another glass. 



During breakfast I meditate whether digerer is to digest 



