April 19th. Noon.  

  Same date.  

  Same date.  

  Still the 19th. Very late.  

  April 20th.  

  April 21st. Early.  

  Same date. Night.  

  On the Steamer, “Hsing Mien,”, Yangtze River. May 1st.  

  

  

       ANTHONY THE ABSOLUTE     

  

  

 At Sea—March 28th. 

 THIS evening I told Sir Robert What's-His-Name he was a fool.     

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       I was quite right in this. He is.     

       Every evening since the ship left Vancouver he has presided over the round table in the middle of the smoking-room. There he sips his coffee and liqueur, and holds forth on every subject known to the mind of man. Each subject is his subject. He is an elderly person, with a bad face and a drooping left eyelid. He wears a monocle; and carries his handkerchief in his left sleeve.     

       They tell me that he is in the British Service—a judge somewhere down in 

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