Part 12 (2/2)

Your strange a.s.sertion strikes me with surprise; (I, for my part, the compliment decline)-- But do you, Sir, sincerely thus opine?

'I do indeed: nay more, I'm sure 'tis true!'

Is't possible?--Yet, when I look on you,-- I, verily, begin to think so too.

'Oh! Doctor! I've had such a headache--so bad!

I was fearful I should have gone out of my senses.'

”I should not have wonder'd, dear Ma'am, if you had, You'd not have to go far to leap over those fences.”

ON THE CONDUCT OF SOME FEW CLERGYMEN, WHO ARE A DISGRACE TO THEIR SACRED PROFESSION.

Satan, says scripture, like a roaring lion, Goes about, seeking whom he may devour.

What should a priest, then, chiefly keep his eye on?

To guard his flock against the tempter's power.-- Pshaw! what he chiefly looks at is to fleece 'em: To seize his prey, the t.i.thes, and still increase 'em: Like a devouring lion is the priest; Or--give the devil his due--you'll own, at least, He has the marks about him of the beast.

Why, Sir, so proud to sign your name M.D.?

'It means I'm member of the Faculty.'

Hum!--from your practice else one might infer It meant mock-doctor, or death's minister.

ON THE MARCH OF INTELLECT.

'March on! march swiftly on!' the people cry, Let us pursue Truth, Knowledge, Liberty!

March not so fast, my friends! or you will find, That, in your haste, you've left them all behind.

One day Maria, that keen-witted Belle, Challenged her Beau to play at Bagatelle.

'What shall we play for?'--Edwin quickly cried; ”Whate'er you please;” the smiling girl replied.

'Then for a kiss, fair lady, we will play.'

He wins the game, and straight demands his pay.

”No”--'Yes'--”I wont”--'You shall'--”I wont be kiss'd: I'll pay you with a check--if you persist.”

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