Mill.—A fight. Millers, pugilists. Mill the Glaze, break a window.
Misfortunes.—If “misfortunes” as the saying has it, “attend the righteous,” the wicked as a matter of course cannot expect to go unpunished: although a man might have the “Old One’s luck and his own too!” “If,” said Logic to Jerry—after the latter hero had been complaining to him on getting up rather late one morning after a night’s spree, that he thought his constitution had got a little scratch since he had left Hawthorn Hall,—“people who are fond of a lark; enjoy a row; love a bit of fun; take a peep at a fair; join in a hop; go to a mill; play at rouge et noir; parade the lobby; stroll through the back slums; visit the cock and dog pits; spend a few interesting moments at gaffing; blow a cloud at a free and easy; meet with Mr. Lushington; drop in on the sly at a case; floor the charleys, and, after all, nothing be the matter, why then it is a prime circumstance in the career of a man indeed. But it is five hundred to one, that All the above events do not come off right, with the most experienced and skilful sportsman: that is to say, my dear friend, if you do not get punished in your person, yet you may be most preciously physicked in your cly; and, if you have even the good fortune to keep your peepers from being measured for a suit of mourning; your canister from being cracked; and your face from being spoiled among the low coveys of St. Kitts; you are, perhaps, even in more real danger among the refined heroes of the creation, from paying too much “attention” to their ladies which has often occasioned more than one John Bull sort of ill-natured unaccommodating husband to give such very polite gallants a dose of leaden powder, that has cooled their courage, or, at least, checked their importunities. In society where politeness of that sort is measured out to the extreme nicety of splitting a hair as at the West End assemblies, it will at all times, be well to remember that Misfortunes are in morals, what bitters are in medicine: each is at first disagreeable; but as the bitters act as corroborants to the stomach, so Adversity chastens and ameliorates the disposition. Therefore it is much better to endeavour to forget one’s Misfortunes, than to speak of them, and ever to bear in mind that:—
“Misfortunes tell us what fortune is.”
Mizzle.—To disappear, to leave the company.
Mob.—A contraction of the Latin mobile—the fickle crowd. Query: As Mob is mobility, is Nob nobility?
Moisten your Chaffers.—To drink.
Mollishers.—A slang term made use of by thieves and police officers for low prostitutes.
Moncrieff, W. G. T.—Otherwise William George Thomas, author of between two and three hundred dramas, &c., died in the Charter-house, December 8, 1857, aged 63.
Money-Lenders.—Bob Logic termed those persons Brags in consequence of their repeatingly advertising to render embarrassed individuals assistance, yet making them pay well for it; something after the old adage, that “Brag’s a good dog; but Holdfast is a better!”
Mot.—A prostitute. A Leary Mot, a knowing one:—