Part 14 (1/2)

CCLI.--A CAPITAL JOKE.

LORD BRAXFIELD (a Scotch judge) once said to an eloquent culprit at the bar, ”You're a vera clever chiel, mon, but I'm thinking ye wad be nane _the waur_ o' a hanging.”

CCLII.--PIG-HEADED.

MR. JUSTICE P----, a well-meaning but particularly prosing judge, on one of his country circuits had to try a man for stealing a quant.i.ty of copper. In his charge he had frequent occasion to mention the ”copper,”

which he uniformly called ”lead,” adding, ”I beg your pardon, gentlemen,--_copper_; but _I can't get the lead out of my head_!” At this candid confession the whole court shouted with laughter.

CCLIII.--BURIED WORTH.

SIR THOMAS OVERBURY says, that the man who has not anything to boast of but his ill.u.s.trious ancestors, is like a potato,--the only good belonging to him is _underground_.

CCLIV.--A JUST DEBTOR.

ON one occasion Lord Alvanley had promised a person 100l. as a bribe, to conceal something which would have involved the reputation of a lady.

On that person's application for the money, his lords.h.i.+p wrote a check for 25l. and presented it to him. ”But, my lord, you promised me 100l.”--”True,” said his lords.h.i.+p, ”I did so; but you know, Mr. ----, that I am now making arrangements with all my creditors _at 5s. in the pound_. Now you must see, Mr. ----, that if I were to pay you at a higher rate than I pay them, I should be doing my creditors an injustice!”

CCLV.--A SOUND CONCLUSION.

SIR WILLIAM CURTIS sat near a gentleman at a civic dinner, who alluded to the excellence of the knives, adding, that ”articles manufactured from _cast steel_ were of a very superior quality, such as razors, forks, &c.”--”Ay,” replied the facetious baronet, ”and soap too--there's no soap like _Castile_ soap.”

CCLVI.--CUTTING HIS COAT.

WHEN Brummell was the great oracle on coats, the Duke of Leinster was very anxious to bespeak the approbation of the ”Emperor of the Dandies”

for a ”cut” which he had just patronized. The Duke, in the course of his eulogy on his Schneider, had frequent occasion to use the words ”my coat.”--”Your coat, my dear fellow,” said Brummell: ”what coat?”--”Why, _this_ coat,” said Leinster; ”this coat that I have on.” Brummell, after regarding the vestment with an air of infinite scorn, walked up to the Duke, and taking the collar between his finger and thumb, as if fearful of contamination,--”What, Duke, do you call _that thing_ a coat?”

CCLVII.--NON SEQUITUR.

ONE of Sir Boyle Roche's children asked him one day, ”Who was the father of George III.?”--”My darling,” he answered, ”it was Frederick, Prince of Wales, who would have been George III. if he had lived.”

CCLVIII.--ANY PORT IN A STORM.

A VERY worthy, though not particularly erudite, under-writer at Lloyd's was conversing one day with a friend on the subject of a s.h.i.+p they had mutually insured. His friend observed, ”Do you know that I suspect our s.h.i.+p is in _jeopardy_?”--”Well, I am glad that she has got _into some port at last_,” replied the other.

CCLIX.--INGRAt.i.tUDE.

WHEN Brennan, the noted highwayman, was taken in the south of Ireland, a banker, whose notes at that time were not held in the highest estimation, a.s.sured the prisoner that he was very glad to see him there at last. Brennan, looking up, replied, ”Ah! sir! I did not expect that from _you_: for you know that, when all the country refused your notes, I _took_ them.”

CCLX.--NOT SO BAD FOR A KING.