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 do they select and treasure their Burgundy, hiving it in cellars, the building and furnishing whereof have been the work of generations. No Walloon with pride of birth, of place, of purse, would ever sell his Burgundy at some Flemish Christie’s. It was handed down to him by his father, and in due course, after the judicious disposal through sympathetic gullets of the older vintages, he in his turn will hand it down to his children. The great wine merchants whose enthusiasm is Burgundy are the Princes of the trade. Their dynasty is hereditary, and at Namur the grandson of Evrad, who supplied our grandsires, is still ready to take our own orders. At Brussels the name of Van Cutsem carries us still a step farther back. There for generations lies the wine in the great cellars of these greater men, each