Drinking with Dickens, 1983
Drinking with Dickens by Cedric Dickens, 1983
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This One Is In Your Honour
“Into a mixing glass full of ice pour at least a quarter bottle of dry gin. Stir and strain into two large goblets. Add–two puffs from a scent spray containing French vermouth. I watched this being mixed by a friend in New York. When I gently remonstrated, he said ‘Gee, Cedric, this one is in your honour; I usually pass the cork over the glass!'” Drinking with Dickens by Cedric Dickens, published by Elvendon Press, 1980.
The Solemnity Was Of Very Short Duration
“At his second visit to America, when in Washington in February, 1868, Dickens, replying to a letter in which Irving was named, thus describes the last meeting and leave-taking to which he alludes above:
‘Your reference to my dear friend Washington Irving renews the vivid impressions reawakened in my mind at Baltimore but the other day. I saw his fine face for the last time in that city. He came there from New York to pass a day or two with me before I went westward ; and they were made among the most memorable of my life by his delightful fancy and genial humor.
Some unknown admirer of his books and mine sent to the hotel a most enormous mint-julep, wreathed with flowers. We sat, one on either side of it, with great solemnity (it filled a respectably-sized round table), but the solemnity was of very short duration. It was quite an enchanted julep, and carried us among innumerable people and places that we both knew.
The julep held out far into the night, and my memory never saw him afterwards otherwise than as bending over it, with his straw, with an attempted air of gravity (after some anecdote involving some wonderfully droll and delicate observation of character), and then, as his eye caught mine, melting into that captivating laugh of his, which was the brightest and best I have ever heard.’” The Life of Charles Dickens : 1812-1842, by John Forster, 1873.