I invited him to partake of my bottle of medoc, by which he seemed flattered.
"The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer, Complete"
Charles James Lever (1806-1872)
This story had brought us to the end of the third bottle of medoc; and, as I was neither the pope, nor had any very decided intentions of saying mass, he offered no obstacle to my retiring for the night, and betaking myself to my bed.
"The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer, Complete"
Charles James Lever (1806-1872)
On the day of our arrival I thought a bar-tender was joking when he charged me three dollars for a pint of very ordinary "medoc," but quickly discovered that the man was in sober earnest.
"From Paris to New York by Land"
Harry de Windt