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hour for the chops, and an hour for the potatoes. On settling the little bill--- which was not much more than the day's pay of a Lieutenant in the navy---Mr. Grazinglands took heart to remonstrate against the general quality and cost of his reception. To whom the waiter replied, substantially, that Jairing's made it a merit to have accepted him on any terms: ``for,'' added the waiter (unmistakably coughing at Mrs. Grazinglands, the pride of her division of the county), ``when indiwiduals is not staying in the 'Ouse, their favours is not as a rule looked upon as making it worth Mr. Jairing's while; nor is it, indeed, a style of business Mr. Jairing wishes.'' Finally, Mr. and Mrs. Grazinglands passed out of Jairing's Hotel for Families and Gentlemen in a state of the greatest depression, scorned by the bar and did not recover their self-respect for several days. It is a most astonishing fact that the waiter is very cold to you. Account for it how you may, smooth it over how you will, you cannot deny that he is cold to you. He is not glad to see you, he does not want you, he would much rather you hadn't come. He opposes to your flushed condition an immovable composure. As if this were not enough, another waiter, born, as it would seem, expressly to look at you in this passage of your life, stands at a little distance, with his napkin under his arm and his hands folded, looking at you with all his might. You impress on your waiter that you have ten minutes for dinner, and he proposes that you shall begin with a bit of fish which will be ready in twenty. That proposal declined, he suggests ---as a neat originality---``a weal or mutton cutlet.'' You close with either cutlet, any cutlet, anything. He goes, leisurely, behind a door, and calls down some unseen shaft. A ventriloquial dialogue ensues, tending finally to the effect that weal only is available on the spur of the moment. You anxiously call out, ``Veal, then!'' Your waiter, having settled that point, returns to array your table-cloth, with a table napkin folded cocked-hat-wise (slowly, for something out of window engages his eye), a white wine-glass, a green wine-glass, a blue finger-glass, a tumbler, and a powerful field battery of fourteen casters with nothing in them; or, at all events---which is enough for your purpose---with nothing in them that will come out. All this time the other waiter looks at you---with an air of mental comparison and curiosity, now, as if it had occurred to him that you are rather like his brother. Half your time gone, and nothing come but the jug of ale and the bread, you implore your waiter to ``see after that cutlet, waiter; pray do!'' He cannot go at once, for he is carrying in seventeen pounds of American cheese for you to finish with, and a small Landed Estate of celery and water-cresses. The other waiter changes his leg, and takes a new view of you---doubtfully, now, as if he had rejected the resemblance to his brother, and had begun to think you more like his aunt or his grandmother. Again you beseech your waiter, with pathetic indignation, to ``see after that cutlet!'' He steps out to see after it, and by-and-by, when you are going away without it, comes back with it. Even then he will not take the sham silver cover off without a pause for a flourish, and a look at the musty cutlet as if he were surprised to see it---which cannot possibly be the case, he must have seen it so often before. A sort of fur has been produced upon its surface by the cook's art, and in a sham silver vessel, staggering on two feet instead of three, is a cutaneous kind of sauce, of brown pimples and pickled cucumber. You order the bill, but your waiter cannot bring your bill yet, because he is bringing, instead, three flinty-hearted potatoes and two grim heads of broccoli, like the occasional ornaments on area railings, badly boiled. You know that you will never come to this pass, any more than to the cheese and the celery, and you imperatively demand your bill; but, it takes time to get, even when gone for, because your waiter has to communicate with a lady who lives behind a sash-window in a corner, and who appears to have to refer to several Ledgers before she can make it out---as if you had been staying there a year. You become distracted to get away, and the other waiter, once more changing his leg, still looks at you---but suspiciously, now, as if you had begun to remind him of the party who took the great-coats last winter. Your bill at last brought and paid, at the rate of sixpence a mouthful, your waiter reproachfully reminds you that ``attendance is not charged for a single meal,'' and you have to search in all your pockets for sixpence more. He has a worse opinion of you than ever, when you have given it to him, and lets you out into the street with the air of one saying to himself, as you cannot doubt he is, ``I hope we shall never see you here again!'' Or, take any other of the numerous travelling instances in which, with more time at your disposal, you are, have been, or may be equally ill served. Take the old-established Bull's Head, with its old-established knife-boxes on its old-established sideboards, its old-established flue under its old-established four-post bedsteads in its old-established airless rooms, its old-established
frouziness up-stairs and down-stairs, its old-established cookery, and its old-established principles of plunder. Count up your injuries, in its side-dishes of ailing sweetbreads in white poultices, of apothecaries' powders in rice for curry, of pale stewed bits of calf ineffectually relying for an adventitious interest on forcemeat balls. You have had experience of the old-established Bull's Head stringy fowls, with lower extremities like wooden legs, sticking up out of the dish; of its cannibalic boiled mutton, gushing horribly among its capers when carved; of its little dishes of pastry---roofs of spermaceti ointment, erected over half an apple or four gooseberries. Well for you if you have yet forgotten the old-established Bull's Head fruity port; whose reputation was gained solely by the old-established price the Bull's Head put upon it, and by the old-established air with which the Bull's Head set the glasses and D'Oyleys on, and held that Liquid Gout to the three-and-sixpenny wax candle, as if its old-established colour hadn't come from the dyer's. We all know the new hotel near the station, where it is always gusty, going up the lane which is always muddy, where we are sure to arrive at night, and where we make the gas start awfully when we open the front-door. We all know the flooring of the passages and staircases that is too new, and the walls that are too new, and the house that is haunted by the ghost of mortar. We all know the doors that have cracked, and the cracked shutters through which we get a glimpse of the disconsolate moon. We all know the new people who have come to keep the new hotel, and who wish they had never come, and who (inevitable result) wish we had never come. We all know how much too scant and smooth and bright the new furniture is, and how it has never settled down, and cannot fit itself into right places, and will get into wrong places. We all know how the gas, being lighted, shows maps of Damp upon the walls. We all know how the ghost of mortar passes into our sandwich, stirs our negus, goes up to bed with us, ascends the pale bedroom chimney, and prevents the smoke from following. We all know how a leg of our chair comes off at breakfast in the morning, and how the dejected waiter attributes the accident to a general greenness pervading the establishment, and informs us, in reply to a local inquiry, that he is thankful to say he is an entire stranger in that part of the country, and is going back to his own connection on Saturday. We journeyed on again, and I welcomed every new assurance that France stood where I had left it. There were the posting-houses, with their archways, dirty stable-yards, and clean postmasters' wives, bright women of business, looking on at the putting-to of the horses; there were the postillions counting what money they got into their hats, and never making enough of it; there were the standard population of grey horses of Flanders descent, invariably biting one another when they got a chance; there were the fleecy sheep-skins, looped on over their uniforms by the postillions, like bibbed aprons when it blew and rained; there were their jack-books, and their cracking whips; there were the cathedrals that I got out to see, as under some cruel bondage, in no wise desiring to see them; there were the little towns that appeared to have no reason for being towns, since most of their houses were to let, and nobody could be induced to look at them, except the people who couldn't let them, and had nothing else to do but look at them all day. I lay a night upon the road, and enjoyed delectable cookery of potatoes, and some other sensible things, adoption of which at home would inevitably be shown to be fraught with ruin, somehow or other, to that rickety national blessing, the British farmer; and at last I was rattled, like a single pill in a box, over leagues of stones, until---madly cracking, plunging, and flourishing two grey tails about---I made my triumphal entry into Paris. Whenever I am at Paris, I am dragged by invisible force into the Morgue. I never want to go there, but am always pulled there. One Christmas-day, when I would rather have been anywhere else, I was attracted in, to see an old grey man lying all alone on his cold bed, with a tap of water turned on over his grey hair, and running, drip, drip, drip, down his wretched face until it got to the corner of his mouth, where it took a turn, and made him look sly. One New Year's morning (by the same token, the sun was shining outside, and there was a mountebank balancing a feather on his nose, within a yard of the gate), I was pulled in again to look at a flaxen-haired boy of eighteen, with a heart hanging on his breast---``from his mother,'' was engraven on it---who had come into the net across the river, with a bullet wound in his fair forehead, and his hands cut with a knife, but whence or how was a blank mystery. This time I was forced into the same dread place, to see a large dark man whose disfigurement by water was in a frightful manner comic, and whose expression was that of a prize-fighter who had closed his eyelids under a heavy blow, but was going immediately to open them, shake his head, and ``come up smiling.'' Oh, what this large dark man cost me in that bright city! This would
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BRAD PAISLEY xxxx CRUSHIN IT TOUR CONCERT TICKETS & SCHEDULE
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Ak-Chin Pavilion
Phoenix, AZ
Thursday
6/2/xxxx
7:30 PM
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Isleta Amphitheater
Albuquerque, NM
Friday
6/3/xxxx
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Laughlin Events Center
Laughlin, NV
Saturday
6/18/xxxx
8:00 PM
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Xfinity Theatre
Hartford, CT
Saturday
6/25/xxxx
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Klipsch Music Center
Noblesville, IN
Saturday
7/30/xxxx
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Nikon at Jones Beach Theater
Wantagh, NY
Thursday
8/4/xxxx
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First Niagara Pavilion
Burgettstown, PA
Friday
8/5/xxxx
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Hollywood Casino Amphitheatre - MO
Maryland Heights, MO
Sunday
8/7/xxxx
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MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre At The Florida State Fairgrounds
Tampa, FL
Friday
8/12/xxxx
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Perfect Vodka Amphitheatre
West Palm Beach, FL
Saturday
8/13/xxxx
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Molson Canadian Amphitheatre
Toronto, Canada
Thursday
8/18/xxxx
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Darien Lake Performing Arts Center
Darien Center, NY
Friday
8/19/xxxx
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Gexa Energy Pavilion
Dallas, TX
Saturday
8/27/xxxx
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Hollywood Casino Amphitheatre - Tinley Park
Tinley Park, IL
Saturday
9/10/xxxx
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Blossom Music Center
Cuyahoga Falls, OH
Friday
9/16/xxxx
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PNC Music Pavilion - Charlotte
Charlotte, NC
Saturday
9/17/xxxx
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Walnut Creek Amphitheatre
Raleigh, NC
Sunday
9/18/xxxx
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Veterans United Home Loans Amphitheater
Virginia Beach, VA
Thursday
9/22/xxxx
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Jiffy Lube Live
Bristow, VA
Friday
9/23/xxxx
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Xfinity Center - MA
Mansfield, MA
Saturday
9/24/xxxx
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