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...these days when the well-known U. S. A. is "dry" (or supposed to be) it is a bit aggravating to have a fascinating French comtesse describe in minute detail her sensations when for the first time her lips approached that world-famous American drink--the cocktail. This tantalising incident occurs in "A Frenchwoman's Impressions of America" by Comtesse Madeleine de Bryas and her sister Mlle. Jacqueline de Bryas, published by The Century Co. In order that a rising generation of young Americans may not grow up in darkest ignorance (and for that reason only), we reprint the Comtesse...
...lives on his capital can be happy. Enjoyment of alcoholic drink depends on its being ungrudging. The days are gone when a man will offer a conktail to another in sheer exuberance of good feeling. If a man is so fortunate as still to possess the ingredients for cocktails, he will be calculating in disposing of them. There will be a few, a very few persons that he will deem worthy of admitting to cocktail fellowship. And even with them he will feel a niggardly reluctance gnawing at his heart as he distributes the dividends from the shaker. --The Graduates...
There are few cocktail-sippers among typical undergraduates. Those who drink do so not for the pleasure, but for the effect. It is the grand deflance of their abundant youth towards disaster. It is much as a rich man may throw away pennies, knowing that pennies make riches, but confident of the abundance of his resources...
...last number he has attempted to quote the saying of one of our Western Senators, who when asked why he took two cocktails in the morning, replied, "The first makes a new man of me, and then I feel bound to treat that man." Now there is some wit in that, but Lampy has twisted it into. "The first makes me feel like a new man, and then of course the new man wants a cocktail"; but there is no new man there, he only feels like...
...intended to show the high tone prevalent among the writer's acquaintances, but it can only happen in Montreal that joy is a regular "befaller" in woe and care. The denouement is certainly very sad; but it is at once seen that "he" would prefer even a gin-cocktail to "sobbing" with the author of this truly touching poem...