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old-world hotels and private houses—the wide-throated, the over-proportioned—wherein the beaded bubbles waste themselves into thin air or ever his time for them is come. In drinking therefrom he may recall, perchance, some caterings of the breath, the advance-guard of that arch-enemy, the Hiccough. He resents that extreme circumspection which is needed ere he drink: for a man should think only of that which he drinketh, and not whether or no he will be able to swallow without bearing testimony to the indignant ear. Often, too, the stems of this species are hollow: to the end, their vendors tell you, that, being filled, they may sparkle and bubble like an Iceland geyser; and this the right drinker may not behold without suspecting that the dust has gathered there since the last
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