abominable are the tumblers into which he pours his poison. though true cylinders without—within, the villanous green goggling glasses deceitfully tapered downwards to a cheating bottom. parallel meridians rudely pecked into the glass, surround these footpads’ goblets. fill to this mark, and your charge is but a penny; to this a penny more; and so on to the full glass—the cape horn measure, which you may gulp down for a shilling.