  A little below the plane of the drunkard is the dude, that missing link between monkey and man, whose dream of happiness is a single eye-glass, a kangaroo strut, and three hours of conversation without a sensible sentence; whose only conception of life is to splurge, and flirt, and spend his father's fortune. "Out of the fullness of his heart his mouth singeth:" "I'm a dandy; I'm a swell. Just from college, can't you tell? I'm the beau of every belle; I'm the swellest of the swell. I'm the King of all the balls, I'm a Prince in banquet halls. My daddy's rich, they know it well, I'm the swellest of the swell." |
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