This young gentleman has several titles.Some young ladies consider him 'a nice young man,' others 'a fine young man,' others 'quite a lady's man,' others 'a handsome man,' others 'a remarkably good-looking young man.' With some young ladies he is 'a perfect angel,' and with others 'quite a love.' He is likewise a charming creature, a duck, and a dear.
The young ladies' young gentleman has usually a fresh colour and very white teeth, which latter articles, of course, he displays on every possible opportunity.He has brown or black hair, and whiskers of the same, if possible; but a slight tinge of red, or the hue which is vulgarly known as SANDY, is not considered an objection.If his head and face be large, his nose prominent, and his figure square, he is an uncommonly fine young man, and worshipped accordingly.Should his whiskers meet beneath his chin, so much the better, though this is not absolutely insisted on; but he must wear an under-waistcoat, and smile constantly.
There was a great party got up by some party-loving friends of ours last summer, to go and dine in Epping Forest.As we hold that such wild expeditions should never be indulged in, save by people of the smallest means, who have no dinner at home, we should indubitably have excused ourself from attending, if we had not recollected that the projectors of the excursion were always accompanied on such occasions by a choice sample of the young ladies' young gentleman, whom we were very anxious to have an opportunity of meeting.This determined us, and we went.
We were to make for Chigwell in four glass coaches, each with a trifling company of six or eight inside, and a little boy belonging to the projectors on the box - and to start from the residence of the projectors, Woburn-place, Russell-square, at half-past ten precisely.We arrived at the place of rendezvous at the appointed time, and found the glass coaches and the little boys quite ready, and divers young ladies and young gentlemen looking anxiously over the breakfast-parlour blinds, whoappeared by no means so much gratified by our approach as we might have expected, but evidently wished we had been somebody else.Observing that our arrival in lieu of the unknown occasioned some disappointment, we ventured to inquire who was yet to come, when we found from the hasty reply of a dozen voices, that it was no other than the young ladies' young gentleman.
'I cannot imagine,' said the mamma, 'what has become of Mr.Balim - always so punctual, always so pleasant and agreeable.I am sure I can- NOT think.' As these last words were uttered in that measured, emphatic manner which painfully announces that the speaker has not quite made up his or her mind what to say, but is determined to talk on nevertheless, the eldest daughter took up the subject, and hoped no accident had happened to Mr.Balim, upon which there was a general chorus of 'Dear Mr.Balim!' and one young lady, more adventurous than the rest, proposed that an express should be straightway sent to dear Mr.Balim's lodgings.This, however, the papa resolutely opposed, observing, in what a short young lady behind us termed 'quite a bearish way,' that if Mr.Balim didn't choose to come, he might stop at home.At this all the daughters raised a murmur of 'Oh pa!' except one sprightly little girl of eight or ten years old, who, taking advantage of a pause in the discourse, remarked, that perhaps Mr.Balim might have been married that morning - for which impertinent suggestion she was summarily ejected from the room by her eldest sister.
