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SOUTH CAROLINA GENTLEMAN. 149
He always wears a full-dress coat, pre-Adamite in cut,
With waistcoat of the loudest style through which his ruffles jut,
Six breastpins deck his horrid front, and on his fin­gers shine
Whole invoices of diamond rings which would hardly pass muster with the Original Jacobs in Chatham-street for jewels gen-u-ine.
This South Carolina gentleman, one of the present time.
He chews tobacco by the pound and spits upon the
floor, If there is not a box of sand behind the nearest
door, And when he takes his weekly spree he clears a
mighty track, Of everything that bears the shape of whiskey-skin,
gin and sugar, brandy sour, peach and honey,
irrepressible cock-tail rum, and gum, and
luscious apple-jack. This South Carolina gentleman, one of the present
time.
He takes to euchre kindly, too, and plays an awful hand,