This has happened already with cur sense of locality: a dog or a cat, a pigeon or a swallow, knows to this day home, Just as primitive man did his, But we have been so brought up to trust to the train or the bus, te the sign-post or the policeman at the eross-roads, that we have gradually lost our sense of locality.
So it is with many people who never attempt to use their sense of taste. They trust to the label on the bottle or the word from the waiter, just as they would the sign-post or the policeman at the cross-roads.
Unfortunately, there -are labels and even waiters undeserving of the trust which is placed in them.
To become a Wine Connoisseur one has to make many mistakes, which we all do; but one has also to remember them, which is not so trusts—and rightly trusts—his own judgment.
When a glass of wine is put before him, he looks at it critically. If the colour of the wine be brilliant and pleasant, the connoisseur sends it to the court above—that is, to the tribunal of his nose. He! smells. it critically also, and if the bouquet of the wine be clean and sweet, and otherwise pleasant to his sense of smell, the connoisseur sends it to the final court of appeal—that of his palate. If the wine be good the connoisseur's palate will _endorso the verdict of his senses of sight and smell.
Then, and then only, is the wine ready to be sent to the lower regions, from which it will reach every part of the conndlsseur's anatomy, from his brain to, his The enjoyment that the connoisseur derives from his profound—his _inside—knowledge of wine is similar to the joy of a friend who. mods an: old friend. The connoisseur remembers each wine that has given him the most pleasure; he recognizes its looks, its bouquet, and its taste when ho is fortunate enough to meet the sume wine again.
It is true that the brilliant appearance of a wine may mis-Jead, but even a novice can tinguish, by his sense of smell, between' a sound wine and a che-tically-made wine "with, a repulsive, even if faint, chemical odour, The bouquet of an unsound, but genuine, wine betrays a musty smell.
But one becomes a true con noisseur by stages. Firat, it is necessary to give Afterwards one learns to appreciate wine that is deter and wine that is best.
This may mean trouble, but it is trouble well worth taking.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.