THE STEEL FLEA
"Comrade," said they, "comrade,—good master,—we will talk with thee hereafter, in due time, but now we will drink to thy success."
They called for a great deal of liquor, and gave the first glass to the left-handed man, but he would not drink first: "Perhaps they wish to poison me out of vexation," he thought.
"No," says he, "that is not proper etiquette. Even in Poland no one is greater than the host—drink first yourselves."
The Englishmen tested all the liquors in his presence, and then began to pour out for him. He rose, crossed himself with his left hand, and drank to the health of them all.
They noticed that he crossed himself with his left hand, and asked the Courier: "What is he—a Lutheran or a Protestant?"
The Courier replied: "No, he is
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