I have met George Colman occasionally, and thought him extremely pleasant and convivial. Sheridan's humour, or rather wit, was always saturnine, and sometimes savage: he never laughed (at least that I saw, and I watched him), but Colman did. I have got very drunk with them both; but, if I had to choose, and could not have both at a time, I should say, "let me begin the evening with Sheridan for dinner — Colman for Supper. Sheridan for Claret or port; but Colman for every thing, from the Madeira and Champaigne at dinner — the Claret with a layer of port between the Glasses — up to the Punch of the Night, and down to the Grog or Gin and water of day-break. All these I have threaded with both the same. Sheridan was a Grenadier Company of Life-Guards, but Colman a whole regiment — of light Infantry, to be sure, but still a regiment.