... learned the superiority of cross over direct fire; eight o’clock came. The big wigs assembled, and soldier^ were as thick as blackberries everywhere near the place of rendezvous. The Rajah rode up with his gallant band of excessively irreguLr-iookiug troops ...

... Which Mr. Cohden you mean, sir? Here was a pretty question to ask—“ Which Mr. Cobden? if Cobdens were as plentiful as blackberries. We told him which it was; and he didn t know whether he was home or not, and seemed very much as if he didn’t care either ...