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 THE CITIZEN of dishes-claret, &c. When I travel, leaving eating at home, to me a veal cutlet is as good as a feast; and many a day, when I have been fishing, and only got a nibble, one comfort was left, a bite at the bread and cheese I carried with me in my pocket. When the bill was called, I might have fancied myself at the other inn, formerly the Castle, and in the same situation. Samuel Foote was there (though an old story, it may be new to the reader), when finding fault with the bill, he desired to see his master, and asking his name, when told Partridge, the wit replied, "By the length of your bill, l should have taken it for Woodcock." However, judging of the expensive commencement, so vastly genteel, at night, when we arrived at Newbury, I took care to order the supper, a roast fowl and one jorum after; he would have called for red and white wine; here I put in a negative, "ce qui vient par la ftute, s'en va avec le tambour." The next morning, in our fishing costune, we sallied forth to the AMargravine's, about half a mile from the inn. Her Highness was not there, and the Margrave was taking his ride. However, I left my card, at the same time desiring the servant to say I was gone to the river, about a quarter of a mile from the house, to fish. As it was not the first time, I was well acquainted where the best and largest fish were-trout, pike, and perch. Pr- ferring our sport to a dinner, intending to make a day of it, we provided ourselves with sandwiches, and remained fishing till eight o'clock, then the month of June, when my friend who was some little distance from me, called out, " Here's a queer old farmer coming, to call us away," thinking we had got beyond where we were allowed to fish; "Ay, and he will take away our rods." Before we could put up our tackle, he approached us. "Mr. Angelo, I am glad to see 48