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Title A name given to the resource Storys of the Bewitched Fiddler, Perilous Situation, and John Hetherington's Dream Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134493505154">s0231b06</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Perilous Situation John Hetherington's Dream Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource [1840-1850?] per National Library of Scotland Extent The size or duration of the resource. 24 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #4 in a bound collection of 20 chapbooks Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of a man leading a stalion on the title-page. 28 printed at the bottom of the title-page. 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Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/37612a07cf6f7236810b0f4742f97443.jpg fa8a33e42102afe71bd8251c4cbf12f9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut on title-page portraying a bull charging a man on rocky terrain https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/675f04f5a6d5dadd02d401394f2dd5c0.pdf 2c78690376c26d798f2bbefa6419abae PDF Text Text STORYS OF THE THREE BEGGARS SOLDIER'S WIFE, AND JACK EASY, GLASGOW PRINTED FOR TIIE BOOKSELLERS, ��THE THREE BEGGARS. THREE blind beggars were on their way from Cornpiegne, to seek alms in the neighbourhood. They kept the high road to Seal is, and walked at a great pace, each holding a cup and stick in his hand. A young ecclesiastic, well mounted, who was riding towards Compiegne, and attended by a valet on horseback, was struck at a distance with their steady and rappid strides. " Those fellows," said he, " for men who appear blind, make very firm steps; PJ1 endeavour to find them out, and see if they are not impostors." Accordingly, as he came near them, and as the beggars, hearing the trampling of the horses' feet, had ranged themselves in a line to ask for charity, he called to them, and pretending to give them some money, but in reality giving them nothing, said :— 66 There is a besant; it is intended for you all three; and you will divide it between you." " Yes, your reverence; and may God bless you in return for it!" Although no one of them received the �4 money? yet each was confident his comrade had got it. Thus, after many thanks and good wishes to the horseman, they resumed their march, full of spirits; but at the same dme slackening their pace. The churchman feigned also to proceed on his journey: but at some distance he alighted, and delivering his horse to the care of his valet, directed him to wait his arrival at the gates of Compiegne : he then gently approached the beggars, and followed them, 10 watch the issue of the adventure. When they 110 longer heard the noise of horses, the leader of this little band halted. " Comrades," said he, " we have made a good day's work ; and I think we had best return to Compiegne, and spend the money this good christian hath given us. It is a long time since we have had a carousal: and now we have enough to enjoy ourselves completely, let us think of nothing but pleasure. On their arrival in town, they heard aery of u Good wine!—wine of Soisons!—wine of Auxerre !—lish and good fare! Walkin gentlemen ; pray walk in." They would not go any farther, but enter' d the first house; and after having cautioned the people not tojudge of their means by their outward appearance, (in the tone of men who derive confidence from the weight of their �5 purse) they desired that they might be served quickly and well. Nicholas (for that was the name of the landlord) being used sometimes to see persons of their vocation spend more than such as appear to be much more in affluent circumstances, received them respectfully. He showed them into his best dining-room; begged they would be seated, and order what they liked best; assuring them that there was nothing in Compiegne but what he could set before them, and in a style that would give them perfect satisfaction. They desired that plenty of good tilings mi^ht be got ready; and, instantly, master, waiter, maid, all in the house set about it. A neighbour was even sent for to assist. At length, by virtue of several hands and good speed, they contrived to serve up a good dinner of live dishes; and immediately the beggars sat down to it, laughing, singing, drinking to each other, and diverting themselves with clumsy jokes on the simple traveller who was at the expence of the feast. He had followed them with his valet to the inn, and was within hearing of the merriment.— He even resolved, that he might not lose any part of it, to dine and sup in a snug manner with the landlord. The beggars all this while occupied the best room, �,:nd were waited on like noblemen. Their mirth was thus prolonged till the night was pretty far advanced, when, to make a suitable close to so jovial a day, they each called ft/r a bed, and went to rest. The next morning the landlord, who wanted to get rid of them, sent his servant to call them up. When they were come down stairs, he made out their bill, which amounted to ten pence. That was the moment the mischievous churchman so impatiently expected. To enjoy the transaction more at his ease, he came and posted himself in a corner of the room, but without showing himself, least his presence might be a restraint on the guests. u Master," says the blind men to the landlord, ' ' we have a besant; take your account, and give us our change." He holds out his hand to receive it; and, ns no one offers it him, he asks them again, when each says, " It is not I." The landlord then gets into a passion.— u So, gentlemen vagrants, you think I am to serve here as a butt for your diversion. Be so good as to end all this mockery, and pay me immediately my ten-pence, otherwise I'll give you all three a drubbing." 1 hey then began to enquire of each other for the piece of money—to suspect each other's honesty—to call names—to quarrel; �7 ti!l at length such an uproar and confusion ensued, that the landlord, after giving each of them a box on the ear, called his servant to come down with two good sticks. The ecclesiastic all this while kept laughing in his hiding-place till he was ready to fall into convulsions. But when lie found the affair was becoming serious, and heard them talk of sticks, he came forward, and, with an air of surprise, asked the cause of the quarrel. " Sir, here are three knaves who came yesterday to consume my provisions ; and now I ask them for my due, they have the insolence to mock me. But, by all that's sacred, they shall not get off :n that manner, and before they go out ." " Softly, softly, master Nicholas," said the churchman, "these poor men have not wherewithal to pay you; and, in that case, they deserve rather your pity than your resentment. How much does their bill amount to?" " Ten-pence." " W h a t ! is it for so paltry a sum that you raise all this disturbance? Come, make yourselves easy; I will take it upon myself. And, for my part, what am I to pay you ?" "Five-pence, Sir." " That's enough. I shall pay you fifteenpence ; now let these unfortunate men go; �8 and know that to harass the poor is a sin of the first magnitude." The blind men, who were terrified at the apprehension of the bastinado, made their escape with all possible haste; while Nicholas, who had reckoned 011 losing his ten-pence^ (being delighted to find a person to pay it) launched out into the most flattering encomiums 011 the churchman. " What a good man !" cried he; " that is the kind of priests we should have, and then they would be respected. But, unfortunately, there are lew such ! Be assured, Sir, so handsome an action will not go unrewarded. You will prosper in the world, take my word for it; and will find the good effects of your generosity." All that the crafty traveller had been saying to his host, was but a fresh piece of roguery on his part; for, in luring the inn- . keeper with such ostentation of generosity, he only meant to trick him as he had already done the beggars. Just at that moment the parish-bell was ringing to prayers. He asked who was to perform the service: they told him it wa3 their parson. " As he is your pastor, master Nicholas," he further said, " you are mopt probably acquainted with him ? " Y e s , Sir." �9 " And if lie would engage to pay the fifteen-pence that I owe you, would you not acknowledge us quit ?" " Undoubtedly, Sir, if it were thirty, and you desired it." " Well then, come along with me to the church, and we will speak to him." They went out together; but first the ecclesiastic directed his valet to saddle the horses, and to keep them in readiness. The priest, as they entered the church, had just put on his sacerdotal habit, and was going- to read prayers. u This will keep us very long," said the traveller to his host; 6 6 1 have not time to wait, but must proceed immediately upon my journey. It will satisfy you, I should imagine, to have the parson's word for the money ?" Nicholas having nodded assent, the other went up to the parson, and dexterously slipping into his hand twelve deniers, said :— u Sir, you will pardon my coming so near the pulpit to speak to you; but much ceremony need not be observed between persons of the same condition. I am travelling through your town, and lodged last night at one of your parishioners', whom in all probability you know, and whom you may see hard by. He is a well-meaning man, honest, and entirely exempt f n m vice; but, unfor- �10 tunately, his head is not so sound as his heart; his brain is somewhat cracked: last night one of his fits of madness prevented us all from sleeping. He is a good deal better, thank God, this morning; nevertheless, as his head is still aliected, and full ol religion, he begged we would conduct him to church, and that he might hear you say a prayer, that the Lord may, in his good3iess, restore him to perfect health." " Most cheerfully," answered the parson. He then turned to his parishioner, and said to him, u Friend, wait till I have done the service, when I'll take care that you shall have what you desire." Nicholas, who thought this an ample assurance of what he went for, said 110 more : but attended the traveller back to his inn, wished him a good journey, and then returned to the church to receive his payment from the parson. The latter, as soon as he had performed the service, came with his stole and book towards the innkeeper. " Friend," said he, " go down upon your knees." The other, surprised at this preamble, observed that there was 110 occassion for such ceremony in receiving fifteen-pence. 66 Truly they are not mistaken," said the parson to himself; u this man cannot be in �11 his right senses." Then asuining a tone of soft insinuation, u Come, my good friend," said he, " place your trust in God; he will havre pity on your condition." At the same time he puts the Bible on thp other's head, and begins his prayer.— Nicholas, in anger, pushes away the book; declares he cannot stay to be trifled with, guests being waiting for him at his house; that he wants his fifteen-pence, and has no occasion for prayers. The priest, irritated at this, calls to Lie congregation, as they were going out KA church, and desires thern to seize the ma who was raving. " No, 110! 1 am not mad; and, by Si. Corneille, you shall not trick me in this manner. You engaged to pay me, and 1 will not leave this place till I get my money." " Seize him ! seize him!" cried the priest They accordingly lastened upon the poor devil; one taking hold of his arms, another of his legs, a third clasping him round the middle, while a fourth exhorted him to be composed. He makes violent efforts to gel out of their clutches, swears and foams with rage, like one possessed,—but all in vain ; for the parson puts the stole round his neck, and reads quickly his prayer from beginning to endj without excusing him a single word. - — tJ �After which he sprinkles him copiously with holy water, bestows on him a few benedictions, and lets him loose. The unlucky wight saw clearly that he had been made a dupe—He went home, overwhelmed with shame and vexation at the loss of his fifteen-pence ; but then he had in lieu of them, got a prayer and benediction. �13 THE SOLDIERS WIFE. WALDEN was playing on his flute in a slow and pensive strain, when the mournful cries of a child, and the complaining voice of a woman, struck his ears. 66 Oh ! merciful God ?" exclaimed the poor creature, u hear with compassion the moans of my unhappy babe !" Walden ceased to play, and looking over the hedge, he surveyed the child with compassion, as the woman lay on the grass to rest herself: he asked her, in a soft voice, why the poor infant cried. u He is hungry," replied the wroman, weeping bitterly, u we have not had anything to eat since yesterday morning." u Gracious God! since yesterday morning ! wait here a few minutes, and I will v eturn." He flew away with incredible swiftness, and re-appeared in a short time, with a bowl of milk and a small loaf, towards which the child stretched out his little arms, and the woman to whom he delivered them began to feed it. u Sit down my good woman, and eat of it �* 4 yourself," said Walden, u I will take jarcof your infant." Placing himself on the gTaS3 beside it, he dipped a bit of the loaf in tlie milk, and patiently assisted his little famished charge. The child looked up in his face and smiled: Walden, pleased and affected at this intuitive mark of gratitude, kissed its little forehead. u What is your occupation?" he asked the woman, who was eating with avidity; "you are, I suppose, the mother of this little creature : where do you live ?" u No, it is not my own," replied she, < -and I did not know its parents. I am the wife of a poor soldier, my worthy sir, and I have travelled from beyond Berlin a great way; my husband had been away from me three years, and I wanted to see him again—for I loved him dearly. My own two little children I left with their grandmother, and I sold every thing I did not absolutely want at home, that I might carry him a little trifle of money. Accordingly I set out, and got to the end of my journey just as my husband had marched with his corps to drive a party of Austrians from some little village; so when it was all over, and they had done what they had been ordered, 1 ran to the place to meet him." Here the poor woman burst into tears. �15 u And when I got there lie was dying of his wounds; yet he knew me, and stretched out his hand, saying, < Oh, Annete! our child r e n T h e s e were his last words; I thought I should have died too, but God willed, for the sake of our little ones and this babe, that I shoidd live. In the same house where my poor husband expired, was the wife of an Austrian soldier, who died two days afterwrards, and left this babe, which nobody on earth seemed to take care about. Almost all the village had been burned down, and all the inhabitants had run away; so that when our soldiers marched, I begged them to take the poor child with them ; but then they said to me, 6 What could wre do with it ?' and that was very true; but to let the child stay, and die with hunger, was impossible; so 1 resolved to take it, let what would happen : and I set out to return to my own home, with the babe in mine arms. In my way I was weary enough; but I never met with any body that took compassion on me or my burden, so I walked on; but I fell sick, as you may see by my looks, and spent the little money I had left, and then I sold my clothes and every thing I could spare. All wrent except these poor rags; vet still I thought if I could but get home I should do very well. I am used to hard work, and I could even do for this little creature, who has �16 nobody in the world but me to put a morsel of bread into its poor mouth; so I can't bear to let it starve !" As she said this, she pressed the child to her bosom, and her tears dropped upon it, whilst she repeated, " i f I was but able to work, or I couM but get enough to keep it till I reach my home!" " Poor babe!" said Walden, " poor, yet happy creature, who, in losing her who gave thee birth, found a second mother! eyes that dropt tears of pity on thy lot, and a heart that loves thee! no, thou slialt not from hard necessity be deserted!" Walden then wrote upon a leaf of his pocket-book the name of the woman, and that of the village where she informed him she lived with her family; and giving her a small sum of money, promised that he would remit the same to her every year. The woman, on holding the gold in her hand, which had never contained so much before, exclaimed, " O h ! this is to much, worthy sir:" and being desired to keep it, die added, " w e shall now be rich indeed! my own little ones, and this one, and their grandmother, we shall all be rich !" "Goodcreature!" exclaimed Walden with emotion, " y o u are rich indeed, in a heart to which all other riches are dross! your humanity to this orphan will be better re- �warded ; but if this were my last crown you should have it. Hasten away, or I may be tempted to take the child, to have the pleasure of bringing it up, that it may love me as it will you." On hearing this, the woman hastily pressed the infant to her bosom, and giving Walden a farewell benediction, pursued her journey with alacrity. ) �18 BARON TRENCK. • • BARON TRENCK, at the time of the first war between the king of Prussia and the house of Austria, being young and enterprising, offered himself, with a small band of determined men, to carry off the king of Prussia, when he went out from his camp to reconnoitre the position of the Austrians. In fact, he did attempt the enterprise; but succeeded so ill that he was taken prisoner himself, and condemned to perpetual confinement in the castle of Magdeburgh. The treatment he received was equally singular and cruel. He was chained, standing against the wall; F that, for several years, he coidd neither O sit nor lie down. His gaurds had orders not to let him sleep more than a certain time; very short, but long enough to prevent his strength from being entirely exhausted. He remained four or five years in this dreadfid situation; after which, there being reason to fear he could not live long in that « < state, he was chained in such a manner that he might sit down, which appeared to him to be a great alleviation of his sufferings. He told me himself, that after having suffered �19 severe illness during the first year of his imprisonment, his constitution, which was strong and robust, was so unbroken, that he recovered his health; and though he received no other sustenance than bread and water, yet he was remarkably well, and resumed his former gaiety. In this state of mind he found means to soothe the tedium of so long an imprisonment by making verses; which he set to music as well as he could, and sung for half the day. As he had nothing worse to dread, the king of Prussia was frequently the subject of his songs, and was not spared in them. He also had recourse to the power of imagination, to soothe the horrors of his situation; and the whole time that he did not spend in singing, was passed in turning his ideas to all the agreeable conditions whicli it was possible for him to conceive. He was almost brought to consider these wanderings of his imagination as realities, and to regard his misfortunes as mere dreams. At last the Empress Queen, who for a long time had believed that lie was dead, being informed of his miserable existence, solicited his liberty from the king of Prussia with so much earnestness, that she obtained his release. I saw him at Aix-la-Chapelle, enjoying very good health; having married a handsome woman, the daughter of one of the principal inhabitants of that imperial city, to which �20 lie had retired, that he might not be exposed to the power of an arbitrary goverment. He published several German works, some of which are the fruits of the reflections he made during the time of his imprisonment; some poetry against the king of Prussia, and some details relative to the manner in which he passed his time at MagdeburgL He gave them to me himself; and though his works had no great merit in the style, yet the singularity of his thoughts, and the extraordinary fate of the author, rendered them interesting. What astonished me most in him was, the force of mind, the courage, and the constancy which had supported him in a situation in which there was no hope of his seeing better days. He appeared now to have forgotten the whole, or to recall the remembrance of his past sufferings, only that he might the better enjoy the happiness of his present condition. He was very gay; and there were moments when one might have supposed, without doing him great injustice, that his reason had been in some degree affected by his long confinement; but it was only surprising that this did not appear in a more eminent degree.* * Poor Treiiek, wishing to take a part in the French Revolution, went to Paris in the year 1 7 9 3 , and was guillotined on the 25th of July, 1 7 9 4 , two days before the execution of Robespierre �21 J A C K EASY. 4 But Hmlibras, who scorn'd to stoop To Fortune, or be said to droop, Cheer'd up liiinself with ends of verse, And sayings of philosophers." AMONG the happy people in the world, art those, in whose minds nature or philosophy has placed a kind of acid, with which care or disappointment will not easily mix. This acid differs very much from ill-nature; it is rather a kind of salt, expressed from frequent observations on the folly, the vanity, and the uncertainty of human events; from that best of all philosophy, which teaches us to take men as we find them, and circumstances as they occur, good or bad, for better or lor worse; that dwells not on future prospects, reflects not on past troubles, and cares not a lig for present difficulties, but dexterously turns them to ridicule or advantage; snatching, at every opportunity, accidental pleasures, and nobly bearing up against the rubs of ill-fortune. When reflections upon the troubles of life are mixed up in a disposition naturally illtempered, they compose what is called �22 melancholy; but as they have no chemical affinity with good humour, they will not easily combine; and the small particles that are miscible, produce only the sweet and acid salt of true philosophy. Such a traveller, in his journey through the world, was my honest friend Jack Easy. Jack came to a good fortune at the death of his father, and mounted his hobby without its ever having been properly broken in ; he galloped over the plains of Fancy, went off in a full canter to the road of Dissipation, and leaped over all the five-barred gates of Advice and Discretion. It may naturally be supposed, that before long his filly gave him a fall: poor Jack came down sure enough ; but he only shook himself, brushed off the dirt of the road, and mounted again in as high spirits as ever; excepting, that he nowT began to sit firmer in the saddle, and to look about him : this, however, did not hinder him from getting into a swamp, called a law-suit, where he remained a considerable time before he could get out: his fortune was now reduced from some thousands to a few hundreds; and by this time, no man better knew the way of life than my friend Jack Easy. He had been through all the dirty cross-roads of business, money-borrowing, bankruptcy, and law; and at last arrived at a goal. �23 My friend Jack did not despond; he consoled himself with the reflection that he was a single man; some of his misfortunes were the consequences of his own imprudence, others of unforseen accidents, and most of them originated from his good nature and generosity. He, however, never excused; lie lumped them all together, took them in good part, and blamed nobody but himself; he whistled away his troubles, and often repeated. " I am out of Fortune's power : " H e who is down can sink no lower." The goddess, however, at last put on her best smiles, and paid Jack a visit in the King's-Bench, in the shape of a handsome legacy. Jack smiled at the thing, being, as he called it, so extremely a-propos! and once more mounted his nag. He now rode more cautiously, and turned into the road of Economy, which led to a comfortable inn with the sign of Competency over the door; lie had borrowed a martingale from an old hostler called experience; and for the first time in his life used a curb. He began already to find, that though he did not gallop away as formerly, yet he went on in his journey pleasantly enough. Some dashing riders passed him, laughing at his jog-trot pace; but he had no occassion to envy them long; for presently some of them got into nits, others �24 wore stuck fast in bogs and quagmires, and the rest were thrown from their saddles to the great danger of their necks. Jack Easy, meanwhile, jogged on merrily; hot or cold, wet or dry, he never complained; he now preferred getting off, and opening a gate, to leaping over it; and smiled at an obstacle as at a turnpike, where lie must necessarily pay toll. The man who is contented either to walk, trot, or canter through life, has by much the advantage of his fellow travellers. He suits himself to all paces, and seldom quarrels with the tricks which the jade Fortune is sometimes disposed to play him. You might now see Jack Easy walking his hobby along the road, enjoying the scene around him, with contentment sparkling in his eyes. If the way happened to be crowded with horsemen and carriages, you might observe him very readily taking his own side of the road, and letting them pass. * If it began to rain or blow, Jack only pulled up the collar of his great-coat, flapped his hat, and retreated to the best shelter he could find till the storm was over. Thus my frienu Jack Easy came in with a jog-trot to the end of his journey, leaving his example behind him as a kind of fingerpost for the good of other travellers, FINIS. � Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 029_a: Title-page illustration of a bull charging a man on rocky terrain. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Storys of the Three Beggars, Soldier's Wife, Baron Trenk, and Jack Easy. Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Soldier's Wife Baron Trenk Jack Easy Extent The size or duration of the resource. 24 pages 16 cm Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9934228083505154">s0585b29</a> Description An account of the resource 31 printed at the foot of the title page Woodcut #29a: Illustration on title-page of a bull charging a man on rocky terrain Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per National Library of Scotland Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Language A language of the resource English Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Type The nature or genre of the resource fairytale/folk lore # of Woodcuts: 1 Activity: running Animal: bull(s) Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1841-1850 Chapbook Genre: fairytale/folk tale Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Gender: man/men Nature: flower(s) Nature: rock(s) Nature: tree(s) Outdoor Scene https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/42dbb0dede9ae3a3a5d2ee3f6babf05d.pdf 6fae4ad94569c572c30f022e0d63dbdd PDF Text Text STORYS YOUNG OF ROBBER, AD N PUSS IN BOOTS. 1 GLASGOW: 29 ��STORY OF THE YOUNG ROBBER. I WAS born at the little town of Frosinone, which lies at the skirts of the Abruzzi. M y father had made a little property in trade, and gave me some education, as he intended me for the church; but I had kept gay company too much to relish the cowl, so I grew up a loiterer about the place. I was a heedless fellow, a little quarrelsome on occasion, but goodhumoured in the main; so I made my way very well for a time, until I fell in love. There lived in our town a surveyor or land-bailiff of the prince's, who had a young daughter, a beautiful girl of sixteen: she was looked upon as something better than the common run of our townsfolk, I saw her occasionally, and became madly in love with her she looked so fresh and tender, and so different from the sun-burned females to whom I had been accustomed. A s my father kept me in money, I of showing myself off to advantage in the eyes of the little beauty. I used to see her always and was kept al dressed we �4 at church ; and as 1 could play a little upon the guitar, I gave a tune sometimes under her window of an evening; and I tried to have interviews with her in her father's vineyard, not far from the town, where she sometimes walked. She was evidently pleased with me, but she was young and s h y ; and her father kept a strict eye upon her, and took alarm at my attentions, for he had a bad opinion of me, and looked for a better match for his daughter. I became furious at the difficulties thrown in my way, having been accustomed always to easy success among the women, being considered one of the smartest young fellows of the place. Her father brought home a suitor for her, a rich farmer from a neighbouring town. T h e wedding-day was appointed, and preparations were making at her window, and 1 thought she looked sadly at me. I determined the match should not take place, cost what it might. I met her intended bridegroom in the market place, and could not restrain the expression of when I drew my stiletto and stabbed him to the heart. 1 fled to a neighbouring church for refuge, and with a little money I obtained absolution, but I did not dare to venture from my asylum. At that time our captain was forming his �5 troop. He had known me from boyhood ; and hearing' of my situation, came to me in secret, and made such offers, that I agreed to enrol myself among his followers. Indeed, I had more than once thought of taking to this mode of life, having known several brave fellows of the mountains, who used to spend their money freely among us youngsters asylum late one night, repaired to the appointed were for some time in a distant part of the mountains, and our wild adventurous kind of life hit my fancy wonderfully, and diverted my thoughts. A t length they returned with all their violence to the recollection of Rosetta : the solitude in which I often found myself gave me time to brood over her image; and, as I have kept watch at night over our sleeping camp in the mountains, my feelings have been roused almost to a fever. A t length we shifted our ground, and determined to make a descent upon the road between Terracina and Naples. In the course of our expedition we passed a day or two in the woody mountains which rise above Frosinone. I cannot tell you how I felt when I looked down upon the place, and distinguished the residence of Rosetta. I of the town place of meeti �V determined to have an interview with h e r ; but to what purpose ? I could not expect that she would quit her home, and accompany me in mv hazardous life among the mountains. She had bee for that; and when I looked upon the women who were associated with some of our troop, I could not have borne the thoughts of her being their companion. A l l return to my former life was likewise hopeless, for a price was set upon my head. Still I determined fruitlessness of the thing made me furious to accomplish it. It is about three weeks since I persuaded our captain to draw down to the vicinity of Frosinone, in hopes of entrapping some of its principal inhabitants, and compelling them to a ransom. W e were l y i n g in ambush towards evening, not far from the vineyard of Rosetta's father. I stole quietly from my companions, and drew near to reconnoitre the place of her frequent walks. How my heart beat when among the vines I beheld the gloaming of a white dress ! I knew it must be Rossetta's; it being rare for any female of the place to dress in white. I advanced secretly and without noise, until, putting aside the vines, and stood suddenly before her. She uttered a piercing shriek, but I seized her in my arms, put my hand �7 upon her mouth, and conjured her to be silent. I poured out all the frenzy of m y passion; offered to renounce my mode of life; to put my fate in her hands; to fly with her where we might live in safety together. A l l that I could say or do would not pacify her. Instead of love, horror and affright seemed to have taken possession of her breast. She struggled partly from my grasp, and filled the air with her cries. In an instant the captain and the rest of my companions were around us. I would have given any thing at that moment had she been safe out of our hands, and in her father's house. It was too late. The captain pronounced her a prize, and ordered that she should be borne to the mountains. I represented had a previous claim to her; and I mentioned bitterly in reply; observed that brigands had no business with village intrigues, and that, according to the laws of the troop, all spoils of the kind were determined by lot. Love and jealously were r a g i n g in my heart, but I had to choose between obedience and death. I surrendered her to the captain, and we made for the mountains. She was overcome by affright, and her steps were so feeble and faltering that it was necessary to support her. I could not en- to him my form �dure the idea that my comrades should touch her, and assuming a forced tranquility, begged that she might be confided to me, as one to whom she was more accustomed. The captain regarded me, for a moment, with a searching look, but I bore it without flinching, and he consented. I took her in my arms; she was almost senseless. Her head rested on my shoulder; I felt her breath on my face, and it seemed to fan the flame which devoured me. Oh G o d ! to have this glowing treasure in my arms, and yet to think it was not mine! W e arrived at the foot of the mountain. I ascended it with difficulty, particularly where the woods were thick, but I would not relinquish my delicious burden. I reflected do so. T h e thoughts that so delicate a creature must be abandoned to my rude companions, maddened me. I felt tempted, the stiletto in my hand, to cut my way through them all, and bear her off in triumph. I scarcely conceived the idea before I saw its rashness; but my brain was fevered with the thought that any but myself should enjoy her ch my companions by the quickness of my movements,' and to get a little distance ahead in case any favourable opportunity of escape should present. Vain effort! �9 T h e voice of the captain suddenly ordered a halt. I trembled, but had to obey. The poor girl partly opened a languid eye, but was without strength or motion. I laid her upon the grass. T h e captain darted on me a terrible look of suspicion, and ordered me to scour the woods with my companions in search of some shepherd, who might be sent to her father's to demand a ransom. I saw at once the peril. T o resist with violence was certain death, but to leave her alone, in the power of the captain ! I spoke out then with a fervour, inspired by my passion and my despair. I reminded the captain that I was the first to seize her; that she was my prize; and that myprevious sacred among my companions. I insisted, therefore, that he should pledge me his word to respect her, otherwise I should refuse obedience to his orders. His only reply was to cock his carbine, and at the signal my comrades did the same. They laughed with cruelty at my impotent rage. What could I do? I felt the madness of resistance. I was menaced on all hands, and my companions obliged me to follow them. She remained alone with the chief yes, alone and almost lifeless ! Here the robber paused in his recital, overpowered by his emotions, Great drops of �10 sweat stood on his forehead; he panted rather than breathed; his brawny bosom rose and fell like the waves of a troubled sea. i When he had become a little calm, he continued I was not long in finding a shepherd, said he. I ran with the rapidity of a deer, eager, if possible, to get back before what I dreaded might take place. I had left my companions far behind, and I rejoined them before they had reached onehalf the distance I had made. I hurried them back to the place where we had left the captain. As we approached, I beheld him seated by the side of Rosetta. His triumphant look, and the dessolate condition of the unfortunate girl, left me no doubt of her fate. I know not how I restrained my fury. It was with extreme difficulty, and by guiding her hand, that she was made to trace a few characters, requesting her father to send three hundred dollars as her ransom. The letter was dispatched by the shepherd. When he was gone, the chief turned sternly t o m e : " Y o u have set an example," said he, " o f mutiny and self-will, which, if indulged, would be ruinous to the troop. Had I treated you as our laws require, this bullet would have been driven through your brain. But you are an old friend; I have borne patiently with your fury and your hi �11 folly. 1 have even protected you from a foolish passion that would have unmanned you. A s to this girl, the laws of our association he gave his commands: lots were drawn, an I the helpless girl was abandoned to the troop. must have their c Here the robber paused again, panting with fury, and it was some moments before he could resume his story. Hell, said he, was r a g i n g in my heart. 1 beheld the impossibility of avenging myself; and I felt that, according to the articles in which we stood bound to one another, the captain was in the right. I rushed with frenzy from the place; I threw myself upon the earth ; tore up the grass with my hands, and beat my head and gnashed my teeth in agony and rage. When at length I returned, I beheld the wretched victim, pale, dishevelled, her dress torn and disordered. A n emotion of pity, for a moment, subdued my fierce feelings. I bore her to the foot of a tree, and leaned her gently against it. I took my gourd, which was filled with wine, and applying it to her lips, endeavoured to make her swallow a little. T o what a condition was she once seen the pride of Frosinone! whom but a short time before I had beheld sporting in her father's vineyard, so fresh, and beautiful, and happy! �12 her eyes fixed on the ground; her form without motion, and in a state of absolute insensibility, I hung over her in an agony of recollection at all that she had been, and of anguish at what I now beheld her. I darted round a look of horror at my companions, who seemed exulting in the downfall of an angel! and I felt a horror at myself for being their accomplice. T h e captain, always suspicious, saw, with his usual penetration, what was passing within me, and ordered me to go upon the ridge of the woods, to keep a look-out over the neighbourhood, and await the return of the shepherd. I obeyed, of course, stifling the fury that raged within me, though I felt for the moment that he was my most deadly foe. On my way, however, a ray of reflection came across my mind. I perceived that the captain was but following, with strictness, the terrible laws to which we had sworn fidelity. T h a t the passion by which I had been blinded might, with justice, have been fatal to me, but for his forbearance ; that lie had penetrated my soul, and had taken precautions, by sending me out of the way, to prevent my committing any excess in my anger. From that instant I felt that I was capable of pardoning him. �13 Occupied with these thoughts, I arrived at the foot of the mountain. T h e country was solitary and secure, and in a short time I beheld the shepherd at a distance crossing the plain. I hastened to meet him. He had obtained nothing. He had found the father plunged in the deepest distress. He had read the letter with violent emotion, and then calming himself with a sudden exertion, he had replied coldly, " M y daughter has been dishonoured by those wretches : let her be returned without ransom, or let her die I" I shuddered at this reply. I knew, according was inevitable. O u r oaths required it. I felt, nevertheless, that not having been able to have her to myself, I could become her executioner! T h e robber again paused with agitation. 1 sat musing upon his last frightful words, which proves to what excess the passions may be carried when escaped from all moral restraint. There was a horrible verity in this story that reminded me of some of the tragic fictions of Dante. W e now come to a fatal moment, resumed the bandit. A f t e r the report of the shepherd, I returned with him, and the chieftain received from his lips the refusal of the father. A t a signal, which we all understood, to the laws of �14 we followed him to some distance from the victim. He there pronounced her sentence of death. Every one stood ready to execute his order; but I interfered. I observed that there was something due to pity as well as to justice. That I was as ready as any one to approve the implacable law, which was to serve as a warning to all those who hesitated to pay the ransoms demanded for our prisoners ; but that though the sacrifice was proper, it ought to be made without cruelty. The night is approaching,continue let her then be dispatched. A l l I now claim on the score of former fondness for her is, let me strike the blow. I will do it as surely, but more tenderly than another. Several raised their voices against my proposition, but the c them. He told me I might conduct her into a thicket at some distance, and he relied upon my promise. I hastened to seize upon my prey. There was a forlorn kind of triumph at having at length become her exclusive possessor. I bore her off into the thickness of the forest She remained in the same state of insensibility did not recollect me; for had she once murmured and stupo my name �15 him who was to poniard her. Many were the conflicts I underwent before I could bring myself to strike the blow. But my heart had become sore by the recent conflicts it had undergone, and I dreaded lest, by procrastination, some other should become her executioner. When her repose had continued for some time, I separated myself gently from her, that I might not disturb her sleep, and seizing suddenly my poinard, plunged it into her bosom. A painful and concentrated murmur, but without anyconvulsive sigh. So perished this unfortunate! �16 PUSS IN BOOTS. THERE was a miller who had three sons, and when he died he divided what he possessed He gave his mill to the eldest, his ass to the second, and his cat to the youngest. Each of the brothers accordingly took what belonged to him without the help of an attorney, who would soon have brought their little fortune to nothing in law-expenses. The poor young fellow who had nothing but the cat complained that he was hardly used: " M y brothers," said he, " by joining in the world; but for me, when I have eaten my cat, and made a fur-cap of his skin, I may soon die of h u n g e r ! " The cat, which all this time sat listening just inside the door of a cupboard, now ventured to come out, and addressed him as follows: " Do not thus afflict yourself, my good master; you have only to give me a bag, and get a pair of boots made for me, so that I may scamper through the dirt and the brambles, and you shall see that you are not so ill provided for as you imagine." Though the cat's master did not much among- the their �17 depend upon these promises yet as he had often observed the cunning tricks Puss used to catch rats and mice, such as hanging by the hindlegs, and hiding in the meal to make them believe that he was dead, he did not entirely despair of his being of some use to him in his unhappy condition. When the cat had obtained what he asked for, he gaily began to equip himself; he drew on the boots and putting the bag about his neck, he took hold of strings with his forepaws, and, bidding his master take courage, immediately sallied forth. The first attempt Puss made was to go into a warren, in which there was a great number of rabbits. He put some bran and some parsley into his b a g ; and then, stretching himself out at full length as if he was dead, he waited for some young rabbits, (which as yet knew nothing of the cunning tricks of the world) to come and get into the bag, the better to feast upon the dainties he had put into it. Scarcely had he lain down before he succeeded young rabbit crept into the bag, and the cat immediately drew the strings, and killed him without mercy. Puss, proud of his prey, hastened directly to the palace, where he asked to speak to the king. On being shown into the apart as well as �18 meat of his majesty, he made a low bow, and s a i d , " I have brought you, sire, this rabbit from the warren of my lord the marquis o present it to your majesty with the assurance of his respect." This was the title the cat thought proper to bestow upon his master. " Tell my lord marquis of Carabas," replied the king, " th with pleasure, and that I am greatly obliged to him." Soon after the cat laid himself down in the same manner in a field of corn, and had as much good fortune as before; for two fine partridges got into his bag, which he immediately killed and carried to the palace. The k i n g received them as he had done the rabbit, and ordered his servants to give the messenger something to drink. In this manner he continued to carry presents of game to the k i n g from my lord marquis of Carabas, once at least every week. One day, the cat having heard that the king intended to take a ride that morning by the river side with his daughter, who was the most beautiful princess in the world, he said to his m a s t e r , " I f you will but off your clothes, and bathe yourself in the river, just in the place I shall show you, and leave the rest to me." follow m �The marquis of Carabas did exactly as he was desired, without being able to guess at what the cat intended. While he was bathing the k i n g passed by, and Puss directly called out as loud as he could bawl, " Help! help! my lord marquis of Carabas is in danger of being drowned!" The k i n g hearing the cries, put his head out at the window of his carriage to see what was the matter; when, perceiving the very cat which had brought him so many presents, he ordered his attendants to go directly to the assistance of my lord marquis of Carabas. While they were employed in taking the marquis out of the river, the cat ran to the king's carriage and told his majesty, that while his master was bathing, some thieves had run off with his clothes as they lay by the river side, the cunning cat all the time having hid them under a large stone. The k i n g hearing this, commanded the officers of his wardrobe to fetch one of the handsomest suits it contained, and present it to my lord marquis of Carabas, at the same time loading him with a thousand attentions. A s the fine clothes they brought him made him look like a gentleman, and set off his person, which was very comely, to the greatest advantage, the king's daughter was mightily taken with his appearance, �20 and the marquis of Carabas had no sooner cast upon her two or three respectful glances, than she became violently in love with him. The k i n g insisted on his getting into the carriage, and taking a ride with them. The cat, enchanted to see how well his scheme was likely to succeed, ran before to a meadow that was reaping, and said to the reapers, " Good people, If you do not tell the king, who will soon pass this way, that the meadow you are reaping belongs to my lord marquis of Carabas, you shall be chopped The k i n g did not fail to ask the reapers to whom the meadow belonged. " T o my lord marquis of Carabas," said they all at once; for the threats of the cat had terribly frightened them. " Y o u have hear a very fine piece of land, my lord marquis," said the king. " T r u l y , sire," replied he, " i t does not fail to bring me every year a plentiful The cat, which still went on before, now came to a field where some other labourers were making sheaves of the corn they had reaped, to whom he said as before, "Good people, if you do not tell the k i n g , who will presently pass this way, that the corn you have reaped in this field belongs to my lord marquis of Carabas, you shall be chopped as small as minced meat." harvest." �J 21 The king accordingly passed a moment after, and inquired to whom the corn he saw belonged. " T o my lord marquis of Carabas," answered they very which the k i n g again complimented the marquis on his noble possessions. g The cat still continued to go before, and gave the same charge to all the people he met with; so that the k i n g was greatly astonished at the splendid fortune of my lord marquis of Carabas. Puss at length arrived at a stately castle, which belonged to an Ogre, the richest ever known; for all the lands the k i n g had passed through and admired were his. The cat took care to learn every particular about the Ogre, and what he could do, and then asked to speak with him, saying, as he entered the room in which he was, that he could not pass so near his castle without doing himself the honour to inquire for his health. The Ogre received him as civilly as an Ogre could do, and desired him to be seated. " I have been informed," said the cat, " that you have the gift of changingyourself or an elephant, for example." It is very true," replied the Ogre somewhat sternly; " a n d to convince you, I will directly take the form of a lion." T h e cat was so much terrified at finding himself so near a lion, �22 that he sprang from him, and climbed to the roof of the house; but not without much difficulty, as his boots were not very fit to walk upon the tiles. Some minutes after, the cat perceiving that the O g r e had quitted the form of a lion, ventured to come down from the tiles, and owned that he had been a good dealfrightened.'1have continued the cat, " but I know not how to believe it, that you have the power of taking the form of the smallest animals also; for example, of changing yourself to a rat or a mouse; I confess I should think this must be impossible." Impossible! you sha see;" and at the same instant he chancer himself into a mouse, and began to frisk about the room. T h e cat no sooner cast his eyes upon the O g r e in this form, than he sprang upon him, and devoured him in an instant. In the mean time the k i n g , admiring, as he came near it, the magnificent castle of the Ogre, ordered his attendants to drive up to the gates, as he wished to take a nearer view of it. The cat, hearing the noise of the Carriage on the drawbridge, immediately came out, saying " Your majesty is Carabas." A n d is this splendid castle your's my lord marquis of Carabas ? welcome �23 I never saw any thing more stately than the Building, or more beautiful than the park and pleasure-grounds around i t ; no doubt the castle is no less magnificent within than without; pray, my lord marquis, indulge me with a sight of it." T h e marquis gave his hand to the young princess as she alighted, and followed the king, who went before; they entered a spacious hall, where they found a splendid collation which the Ogre had prepared for some friends he had that day expected to visit him; but who, hearing that the k i n g with the princess and a great gentleman of the court were within had not dared to enter. T h e k i n g was so much charmed with the amiable qualities and noble fortune of the marquis of Carabas, and the young princess too had fallen so violently in love with him, that when the k i n g had partaken of the collation, and drank a few glasses of wine, he said to the m a r q u i s , " It will be your own fault, my lord marquis of Carabas, if you do not soon become my son-in-law." T h e marquis received the intelligence with a thousand respectful acknowledgments, accepted the honour confered upon him, and married the princess that very day. The cat became a great lord, and never after ran after rats and mice but for his amusement. �24 ANCEDOTE. THE LAWYER AND THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER. A ROGUISH old lawyer was planning new sin, A s he lay on his bed in a fit of the g o u t ; T h e mails and the daylight were just coming in, The milkmaids and rush-lights were just going out; W h e n a chimney-sweep's boy, who had made a mistake, Came flop down the flue with a clattering rush, A n d bawl'd, as he gave his black muzzle a shake, " M y master's a-coming to give you a brush." " If that be the case," said the cunning old elf, " There's no time to lose it is high time to flee. Ere he gives me a brush, I will brush off myself So he limp'd to the door without saying his prayers; B u t Old Nick was too deep to be nick'd of his prey; For the knave broke his neck by a tumble down stairs, And thus ran to the devil by running away. FINIS. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/1d050a9f2bd9f8822e086f0958874df9.jpg ac707a280ab736d630f26d8e6cae983b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Illustration on title-page of a sitting man holding a rifle in an outdoor scene with ruins in the background. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 024: Title-page illustration of a man sitting with a rifle with ruins in the background. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Ten Favourite Songs. Loch na Gar. On wi' the Tartan. Oft in the stilly night. Charlie is my darling. The last Rose of summer. Farewell thou fair day. Alice Gray. Oh no! We never mention her. O, come to me when daylight sets. The King's Anthem. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Loch na Gar. On wi' the Tartan. Oft in the stilly night. Charlie is my darling. The last Rose of summer. Farewell thou fair day. Alice Gray. Oh no! We never mention her. O, come to me when daylight sets. The King's Anthem. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1830-1837 per National Library of Scotland Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15.5 cm. Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #24 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of skelton sitting on hillside, trees and house in background on the title-page. Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Lochnagar, Scotland Subject The topic of the resource Charles Edward, Prince, grandson of James II, King of England, 1720-1788 Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. 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Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/b7009e482527a46bf80acc90a52ccda1.pdf 16455f98988ef91347f221c620221762 PDF Text Text THE ANECDOTE-BOOK: A CHOICE COLLECTION OF ANECDOTES, JESTS, WITTY SAYINGS, BON MOTS, &c., &o. SELECTED FROM THE BEST SOURCES. GLASGOW! P R I N T E D FOR THE B O O K S E L L E R S . Price One Penny. 1 ��THE ANECDOTE BOOK. ANECDOTES. SECRETS. ' MY dear Murphy,' said an Irishman to his friend, 'why did you betray the secret that I told you ?' Is it betraying you call it ? Sure, when I found I wasn't able to keep it myself, didn't I do well to tell it to somebody that could?' DUE PROPORTIONS 'Jock,' said a farmer's wife to the herd callant—' Jock, come in to your parritch —the flies are drowning themselves in the milk.' ' Nae fears,' replied Jock, moving very deliberately towards the scene of action—' Nae fears; they'll wade through't.' ' Od, you little rascal, do you say you dinna get eneugh o' milk ?' ' Ou ay, plenty for the parritch.' GIPSY W I T . Two young ladies were accosted by a gipsy woman, who told them that, for a shilling each, she would show them their husband's faces in a pail of water ; which being brought, they exclaimed, ' Why, we only see our own faces !' ' Well,' said the old woman, 'those will be your husband's faces when you are married.' SECURITY AGAINST DROWNING. A lady at sea, full of apprehension in a gale of wind, cried out among petty exclamations, 'We shall go to the bottom—mercy on us, how my head swims.' ' Zounds, madam, never fear,' said one of the sailors, ' you can never go to the bottom while your head swims !' �4 WELL DONE. Lord Chesterfield has beautifully and truly remarked, —' Whatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well? This axiom applies admirably to the treatment of a friend. A THRIFTLESS LADDIE. On the application of the Prince Regent to Parliament for a grant to pay off his debts, being talked of one evening in a company, an old Scotch lady, whose ideas were all of a homely character, exclaimed, ' Debt! how can he be in debt—doesna he get his meat in his fayther's V A CHANCE FOR BACHELORS. A man with eleven daughters was complaining to a friend that he found it hard to live. ' You must husband your time,' said the other, ' and then you will do well enough.' ' I could do much better,' was the reply, ' if I could husband my daughters.' EQUITABLE ADJUSTMENT. ' Patrick,' said an employer one morning to one of his workmen, ' you came too late this morning ; the other men were at work an hour before you.' ' Sure, and I'll be even with them to-night.' ' How, Patrick ?' 'I'll quit an hour before them, sure.' TAKE CARE OF YOUR EMPHASES. An elderly gentleman being ill, one of his friends sent a messenger with the usual inquiry, which, however, he had not pronounced with due emphasis—' I'll thank you to take my compliments, and ask how OLD Mr.W.is.' The messenger departed on his errand, and speedily returned, saying, 'He's just 68, sir !' A BROAD HINT. The great man of a village being at dinner, allowed one of his tenants to stand while he conversed with him. 'What news, my friend ? said the squire. ' None that I know of,' replied the farmer, ' except that a sow of mine has had a litter of thirteen pigs, and she has only twelve teats.' ' What will the thirteenth do ?' asked the landlord. ' Do as I do,' returned Hodge ; ' it will stand and look on while the others eat.' �DOING BUSINESS. The papa of a young man, who devotes more attention to gaming, horse-racing, &c., than to business, was met by a friend, who asked him what his son Jack was doing now. ' Doing, sir ?' said the papa—' doing his father, as usual.' K E E P A DOG AND B A R K ! A simple servant boy one evening went up to the drawing-room, on the bell being rung. When he returned to the kitchen, he laughed immoderately. Some of the servants asking the cause of his mirth, he cried, ' What do you think ? there were sixteen of them who could not snuff the candles, and were obliged to send for me to do it." THE SAME HERE. A farmer in the neighbourhood of Doncaster was lately met by his landlord, who accosted him thus: --' John, I intend to raise your rent to which John replied, ' Sir, I'm very much obliged to you, for I cannot raise it myself.' NO TIME TO LOSE. A gentleman was one day composing music for a lady to whom he paid his addresses. ' Pray, Miss D.,' said he, 'what time do you prefer ?' ' Oh !' she replied, carelessly, ' any time will do. but the quicker the better.'' The company smiled at the rejoinder, and the gentleman took her at her word. HOLDING A HORSE. 'Here, fellow, hold this horse.' 'Does he kick?' Kick!—no! Take hold of him.' 'Does he bite?' Bite !—no ! Take hold of the bridle, I say.' ' Does it take two to hold him ?' ' No !' ' Then hold him yourself.' THE BOOT ON THE WRONG LEG. An Irishman having legs of different sizes, ordered his boots to be made accordingly. His directions were obeyed ; but as he put the smallest boot on his largest he exclaimed petulantly, ' Confound the fellow ! I ordered him to make the one larger than the other, and instead of that, he has made one smaller than the other.' �6 An Irish gentleman going to the pest-office, inquired if there were any letters for him ? ' Your name, sir,' said the clerk. i There is a good one now,' said the Hibernian, BAD BETTER THAN NONE. A married woman was telling a staid lady, somewhat on the wrong side of fifty, of some domestic troubles, which she in great part attributed to the irregularities of her husband. ' Well (said the old maid), you have brought these troubles on yourself. 1 told you not to marry him. I was sure he would not make you a good husband.' 'He is not a good one, to be sure, madam (replied the woman), but he is a 'power better than none.' COBBETT AND THE GOOSE. When Cobbett kept a stationer's shop at Philadelphia, and was writing under the name o f ' Peter Porcupine,' a young sub went to buy some quills, and thinking to pass a joke upon Peter, asked him if they were not Porcupine's quills? Upon which Cobbett, taking up the redcoat's money, drily replied, making at the same time a very profound bow, 'Oh, no, sir ! they are a goose's.' MOTHER WIT. An Irishman, while on his passage to this country in Search of harvest work, was observed to walk up and down the deck at a brisk pace, occasionally giving a look at the Captain whenever he came in sight, as if to attract his observation. On being asked by the steward for his passage-money, when hearing the port of destination, Pat replied,' Arrah, honey, be aisey now, sure the master won't do such a dirty trick as charge a poor shearer, who has walked the whole way.' AN IMPUDENT IMP, An irregular apprentice frequently keeping late hours, his master at length took occasion to apply s o m e weighty arguments to convince him of the ' error of his ways.' During the chastisement, he continually exclaimed 'How long will you serve the D ?' The boy replied, whimpering, ' You. know best, sir : I believe my indenture will be out in three months !' ' why, wont you see it on the back o �7 BOW TO AVOID QUARRELS. The late Mr. John Jones being asked by a friend ' how he kept himself from being involved in quarrels ?' replied, ' b y letting the angry person have all the quarrel to himself.' DON'T YOU W I S H YOU MAY GET HIM ? The editor of the Florence Inquirer (American paper) gives the following notice to one of his friends —' The gentleman who took out of our library the number of Graham's Magazine, is respectfully invited to call again in about two weeks, and get the number for August.' BASHFULNESS. 'Sally,'said an amorous lover, speaking the other day to his intended, ' give us a kiss, will you, Sally ?' 'No, I shan't,' said Sally; ' help yourself.' ASKING A BLESSING, A minister went to dine at the house of one of his hearers, whom he was in the habit of visiting. Dinner being placed on the table, the master of the house requested done, than a prattling boy, about seven years old, asked the following appropriate question : ' Papa, what is the reason we always have a blessing asked when Mr. dines with us, and never at any other time ?' VERY FUNNY. 'Father, do they light up railway carriages at night with gas ?' ' No, my dear, with train oil.' THE SAGE AND THE SIMPLETON. As the late Professor Hamilton was one day walking near Aberdeen, he met a well-known individual of weak intellect. ' Pray,' said the Professor, ' how long can a person live without brains?' ' I dinna ken,' replied Jemmy, scratching his head, ' how auld are ye yoursel?' SHORT AND SHARP. ' You had better ask for manners than money,' said a finely-dressed gentleman to a beggar who asked for alms. 'I asked for what I thought you had the most of,' was cutting reply. the minister to ask a blessing. It was no sooner �8 SHERIDAN. 'How is it,' said a gentleman to the late Richard Brinsley Sheridan, ' that your name has not an O attached to it; your family is Irish, and no doubt illustr ' No family has a better right to an O than our family,' replied Sheridan, ' for we O (owe) everybody.' HOOKS ANP EYES. George Colman being once asked if he knew Theodore Hook—' Oh yes,' was his reply, 'Hook and I (eye) are old associates.' QUESTIONABLE. Schoolmaster:—' Robert, compare the adjective cold.1 Robert:—' Positive, cold: comparative, cough: superlative, coffin!' A SLIGHT MISTAKE. Never did Paddy utter a better bull than did an honest John, who, "Being asked by a friend, ' Has your sister got a son or a daughter ?' answered, ' Positively, I do not yet know whether I am an uncle or an aunt? TIT FOR TAT. A lady approaching the vale of years, but still retaining personal attractions, exclaimed in triumph to her maid,' What would you give, child, to have my beauty ' Almost as much as you would to possess my youth, madam,' replied the girl. CAN'T OBLIGE YOU AT PRESENT. In one of the engagements during the war in Egypt, a poor Frenchman, falling into the power of a Highland sergeant, screamed out the only English word he was master of, ' Quarter ! quarter !' ' Shell no hae time to quarter ye the noo,' replied Donald, ' she'll just cut ye in twa!' AN EAR FOR MUSIC. A little girl being asked if she had an ear for music, replied, ' Yes, I believe I have ; for I heard the s o u n d e r a fiddle when a man was playing on it at least two hundred yards off.' �9 A HINT FOR THE ' BLUES.' Milton being asked whether he would instruct his daughters, in the different languages, replied, ' no; one tongue is sufficient for a woman.' A COMMANDMENT. The evening before Toiras for permission at the point of death. through his pretext; that thy days may be a battle, an officer asked Marshal to go and see his father, who was ' Go,' said the Marshal, who saw 'honour thy father and mother, long in the land.' BRIGHT. A person being asked which luminary he preferred, the sun or the moon, replied—' The moon, because it affords light at night, when it is needed ; whereas the sun only gives light at day, when we don't want it.' BENEFITS OP HABIT. . A benedict, upon being asked whether he was seriously injured when a steam-boat boiler exploded, replied, ' that he was so used to be blown up by his wife, that mere steam had no effect on him.' PRECOCITY. ' Mamma, are all vessels called she ?' 'Yes, my dear.' ' Then how are all the national ships called men-of-war ?' 'Jane, put that child to bed.' THE ART OF SHOPPING* ' What's the price of this article ?' inquired a deaf old lady. ' Seven shillings,' said the draper. ' Seventeen shillings !' she exclaimed, ' I'll give you thirteen.' ' Seven shillings,'replied the honest tradesman, ' is the price of the article.' ' Oh ! seven shillings,' the lady sharply rejoined : ' I'll GIVE you F I V E A FEARFUL HUSBAND. 'If I'm not home from the party to-night at ten o'clock said a husband to his better and bigger half, don't wait for me.' ' That I won't,' said the lady, significantly,' I won't wait, but I'll come for you.' He returned at ten precisely. !' �10 A POSER, As a teacher was employed the other day in learning a sharp urchin to cipher on a slate, the pupil asked his instructor—' Whaur does a' the figures gang till whan they're rubbit oot?' BODILY STRENGTH. A friend of ours says, he is growing weaker and weaker every day. He has got so weak now that he can't raise five dollars. BAD TIMES. The times are so hard, and payments are so rare, that the girls complain that the young men cannot even pay their addresses. A CASE OF DISTRESS. A poor Yankee, on being asked the nature of his distress, replied, 'that he had five outs and one in, viz., out of money and out of clothes ; out at the heels and out at the toes ; out of credit and in debt.' A HANDSOME MAN. The editor of the Newbury Journal is said to be so handsome, that he is forced to carry a club to keep the women off! PHILOSOPHY. Experimental philosophy—asking a man to lend you money. Moral philosophy—refusing to do it. SHADE OP THE DEPARTED. One of the American papers gives an account of a lounger in his editorial office, who had been in the habit of sitting so long, that when he died his shadow was found fixed upon the wall! A 'CUTE LAD. A gentleman sent a lad with a letter to the Baltimore post-office, and money to pay the postage. w h e n he returned, he said, " I guess I 'did the thing slick ; I see a good many folks putting letters into thepostoffice through a hole, so I watched my chance, and got mine" in for nothing." �11 DIALECT. Edinburgh v. Aberdeen.—A gentleman from Aberdeen was awoke one night lately in a hotel in Prince's street, Edinburgh, by an alarm of fire. Upon going to the window, he called out ' Vautchman, far eis't?' The watchman thanked him, and went towards the Register Office, where he found he was going in the wrong direction, and returned. On repassing the hotel, he was again called to by the Aberdonian, who hauled out, 'Vautchman, far was't?' On looking up to him the watchman replied, ' Ye're a d—d leein scoonril : ye first tell'd me it was far east, an' noo ye say it's far wast; but I tell ye it's neither e' tane or e' tither,' cause its owre i' e' Coogate.' PHRENOLOGY ILLUSTRATED. A professor of craniology passing the other morning through a churchyard near town, while they were opening some old graves, took up several sculls, and affected to distinguish very accurately the characters of their owners. ' This, now,' said the professor, 'belonged to a philosopher.' 'Like enough, your honour,' replied the gravedigger, ' for I see it's a bit cracked.' A SENTENCE. A fellow in Dublin had once committed some trifling offence, for which the judge pronounced the following sentence Judge.—' The sentence of the Court is, that you shall be flogged from the Bank to the Quay.' Prisoner (hastily interrupting the Judge),—' Thank you, my lord, you have done your worst.' Judge,-—' Not yet; and back again. A SAILOR'S J O K E . A sailor who had been fighting and making a riot, was taken, first to a watch-house, then before a justice, who, after severely reprimanding him, ordered him to find bail- 'I have no bail,' said Jack. ' Then I'll commit you,' said the justice. ' You will!' said the sailor, ' then the Lord send you the rope that stops the wind when the ship'sat anchor.' ' What do you mean by that?' said the justice ; ' I insist on an explanation of that phrase.' why,' said Jack, ' it's the hanging rope at the yard-arm.' �12 BROAD HINT. ' Thomas,' said a sponging friend of the family to a footman, who had been lingering about the room for half an hour to show' him to the door, ' Thomas, my good fellow, it's getting late, isn't it ? How soon will the d come up, Thomas ?' ' The very moment you be gone, sir,' was the unequivocal reply. HOW TO MAKE MEN BRAVE. Sir Thomas Fitzgerald, famous for flogging, had raised a regiment of pardoned peasantry in the sister kingdom, which he called the ' Ancient Irish.' He and his corps were sent on foreign service. On his return he boasted frequently of their bravery, and that no other troops were so forward to face the enemy. ' No wonder,' said Ned Lysaght; ' thanks to your flogging, they were ashamed to show their backs.' THE SHAME-FACED IRISHMAN. An Irishman being asked, a few days since, to take a mutton chop with a friend, declined the invitation, saying, ' that he had ate so much mutton of late, he was ashamed to look a sheep in the face.' EXTRAORDINARY DESPATCH. The editor of an American paper, in describing the rapid sale of his journal, assures those who choose to believe him, that it goes off like greased lightning ! VICE-VERSA. As a canal-boat was passing under a bridge, the captain gave the usual warning by calling aloud, " look out!" when a little Frenchman, who was in the cabin, obeyed the order by popping his head out of the window which received a severe bump, by coming in contact with a pillar of the bridge. He drew it back in a great pet, ana exclaimed, " Dese Amerikans say, ' Look out!' when dey mean 'Look in !"' m A DEPUTY WANTED. 'I can't speak in public—never done such a thing in all my life,' said a chap the other night at a p u b l i c meeting, who had been called upon to hold forth, ' but it anybody in the crowd will speak for me, I'll hold his �13 HOW TO GET A LIFT. ' Pray,' said Mr. to a gentleman he overtook on the road, ' will you have the complaisance to take my great-coat in your carriage to town ?' ' With pleasure, my dear sir ; but how will you get it again V ' Oh, very easily,' replied the modest applicant; ' I shall remain in it.' SINGULAR RESEMBLANCE. An American, speaking of his niggers, said, ' Caesar and Pompey are so much alike that you can't tell the one from the otner,'specially Pompey.' A CURIOUS FACT. The proprietor of the perpetual motion, lately exhibited at Boston, has absconded without even paying the man who turned the crank in the cellar ! SHARP RETORT. A Yankee and a Patlander happening to be riding together, passed a gallows. ' Where would you be,' said Jonathan, 'if the gallows had its due?' 'Biding alone, I guess,' said the Irishman. PRODIGIOUS. By a series of interesting experiments lately made in Philadelphia, a woman's tongue has been found capable of moving one thousand nine hundred and twenty times in a minute ! Think of that and weep ! EITHER W A Y W I L L DO. ' Will you have me, Sarah ?' said a young man to a modest girl. ' No, John,' said she, ' but you may have me if you will.' JUSTICE AND HIS PRISONER, ' Sirrah,' said a justice to one brought before him, 'you are an arrant knave.' ' Am I, sir?' says the prisoner; ' just as your worship spoke, the clock struck two.' A LOGICAL POINT. '1wonder,' said a woman of humour, ' why my husband and I quarrel so often, for we agree uniformly on one point: he wishes to be master, and so do I.' �14 CONJUGAL AFFECTION. A gentleman having a horse that started, and broke his wife's neck, a neighbour squire told him he wished to purchase it for his wife to ride upon, ' No,' says the other, 'I will not sell i t ; I intend to marry again myself!' A SHREWD ANSWER. A countryman being a witness in a court of Justice, was asked by the counsel if he was born in wedlock,— ' No, sir,' answered the man, ' I was born in Devonshire.' AN ELEGANT COMPLIMENT. Dr. Johnson treated Mrs, Siddons, who called upon him in Bolt-court, with the most marked politeness. Frank, his servant, could not immediately bring her a chair. ' You see, madam,' said the Doctor, ' wherever you go, how difficult it is to find seats.' MILTON AND MR. HOYLE. Milton, that glory of British literature, received not above £10 at two different payments for the copyright of 'Paradise Lost;' yet Mr. Hoyle, author of a treatise on the game of whist, after having disposed of all the first impression, sold the copyright to a bookseller for 200 guineas. A GREAT SECRET. A person reading in a newspaper an advertisement offering a reward for some lost family documents, and bearing at the end of it a common announcement, that the notice was 'not to be repeated an old woman who had been attentively listening, exclaimed—' What! no to be repeated; eh, sirs, that maun be a great secret.' LOT'S WIFE. A Highlander who has charge of a number of females in a public work near Glasgow, finding lately that business was increasing too fast for the number of his workers, informed his employer that,' If we'll no get more haunds, we'll juist hae to stick a'thegither.'— 'Stick altogether !' says the master; ' why, Donald, man, I nev heard of any one doing that except Lot's wife.'— ' L o t s wife,' says Donald,' wha was she—did she'll wroght in the wark ?' �15 SCRIPTURE B I O G R A P H Y . — ( W H O W A S JESSE ? ) An old schoolmaster, who usually heard his pupils once a-week through Watts' Scripture History, and afterwards asked them promiscuously such questions as suggested themselves to his mind, one day desired a young urchin to tell him who Jesse was ; when the boy briskly replied, ' The Flower of Dumblane, sir.' GINGER Y I L L . A short time since, a bailie of Glasgow invited some of his electioneering friends to dinner, during which the champagne circulated freely, and was much relished by the honest bodies; when one of them, more fond of it than the rest, bawled out to the servant who waited, 'I say, Jock, gie us some mair o' that ginger yill, will ye ?' INTERESTING QUESTION. At a debating club, the question was discussed, whether there is more Happiness in the possession or pursuit of an object ? 'Mr. President,' said an orator, ' suppose I was courtin' a gal, and she was to run away, and I was to run after her ; wouldn't I be happier when I cotch'd her than when I was running after her ?' EQUIVOCAL ADVERTISEMENT. The following notice might have been seen some time ago stuck up in a corset-maker's shop window in Glasgow— ' All sorts of ladies stays here.' A BARGAIN. The following laconic epistle may be seen in the window of a coffee-house in Featherstone-street, City-road : —' Stolen, from this window, a china cup and saucer; the set being now incomplete, the thief may have the remainder a bargain.' AN EXCELLENT GRACE. One day, at the table of the late Dr. Pearce, (Dean of Ely,) just as the cloth was removing, the subject of discourse happened to be that of an extraordinary mortality amongst the lawyers. ' We have lost,' said a gentleman not less than six eminent barristers in as many months.' The Dean, who was quite deaf, rose as his friend finished his remark, and gave the company grace:—' For this, and every other mercy, the Lord's name be praised!' �16 STUTTERING SOLDIER. A soldier about to be sent on the late Spanish expedition, said to the officer directing the drafts, ' Sir, I cann go, because I—I stut-utter.' ' Stutter !' says the officer, ' you don't go to talk, but to fight.' ' Ay, but they'll p-put me on g guard, and a man may go ha-ha-half a mile before I can say, who-who-who goes there ?' ' Oh, that is no objection, for there will be another sentry placed along with you, and he can challenge if you can fire.' ' Well, b-b-but I may be taken and run through the g-g-guts, before I can cry qu-qu-quarter.' PROMPT ANSWER, Chateanneuf, keeper of the seals of Louis XIII., when a boy of only nine years old, was asked many questions by a bishop, and gave very prompt answers to them all. At length the prelate said, ' I will give you an orange if you will tell me where God is ?'— 'My lord,' replied the boy, 'I will give you two oranges if you tell me where he is not.' BAYLE'S OBSERVATION. Bayle was asked if a woman could keep a secret. ' There is one secret,' said he, ' and that is the only one they can keep—their age.' HIGHLAND SIMPLICITY. Last week, a young girl, fresh from the West Highlands, came on a visit to a sister she had residing in Glasgow. At the outskirts of the town she stopped at a toll-bar, and began to rap smartly with her knuckles on the gate. The keeper, amused at the girl's action, and curious to know what she wanted, came out, when she very demurely interrogated him as follows :—' Is this Clasco ?'—' Yes.'—' Is Peggy in ?' A TAILOR'S GOOSE. A dashing foreman to a tailor in Glasgow, dining in a mixed company, wished to impress those present with the immense importance of his services to his employers. ' Though I say it, that should not say it,' quoth snip,'if it was not for me, our people could not carry on their business.' 'I can very well believe you,' said one of the party, ' I never yet heard of a tailor who could carry on his business without his goose.' �17 A KING AND A PHILOSOPHER. George III., while walking one day at Windsor, met a smart little hoy, who was dressed in a suit of new clothes. The king, addressing him in his familiar way, said,' Well, my little boy, to whom do you belong ?' The boy knew the king, and answered, ' An't please your Majesty, I belong to one of his Majesty's beef-eaters.' The king was so well pleased with the little fellow that he said, ' If you bend on your knee I will allow you to kiss my hand.' ' Nay,' said the boy, ' 1 can't do that, for it would dirty all my new breeches.' QUESTION FOR QUESTION. A clergyman in Stirlingshire, catechising a number of his parishioners, asked a man of the name of Peter, 'How many years did the children of Israel sojourn in the wilderness?' To which he replied, 'Forty years. ' But can you tell me, sir,' said Peter, ' how many knives the children of Israel brought back with them from Babylon to Jerusalem ?' The clergyman paused and pondered, but could give no answer. ' Well,' said Peter, 'they just brought back twenty-nine knives ; you will find it in Ezra i. 9.' THE L A W Y E R OUTWITTED. A lawyer and his clerk riding on the road, his clerk desired to know what was the chief point of the law. His master said, if he would promise to pay for their suppers that night he would tell him, which was agreed to. ' Why, then,' said the master, ' good witnesses are the chief points in law.' When they came to the inn, the master bespoke a couple of fowls for supper ; and when they had supped, told the clerk to pay for them, according to agreement. ' Oh, sir,' says he, ' where is your good witness?' IGNORANCE OF FEAR. A child of one of the crew of his majesty's ship Peacock, during the action with the United States vessel. Hornet, amused himself with chasing a goat between decks. Not in the least terrified by destruction and death all around him, he persisted till a cannon ball took off both the hind legs of the goat, when, seeing her disabled, he jumped astride her, crying, ' Now I've caught you.' �18 'doctor,'saida person once to a surgeon,'mydaughter has had a terrible fit this morning ; she continued full half an hour without knowledge or understanding.' ' Oh,' replied the doctor, ' never mind that, many people continue so all their lives.' GRAMMAR FOR THE MILLION, A young lady at school, engaged in the study of grammar, was asked if 'kiss' was a common or proper noun. After some hesitation, she replied, ' It is both common and proper.' MODESTY. There is a young man in Cincinnati who is so modest that he will not ' embrace an opportunity.' —He would make a good mate for the lady who fainted when she heard of the naked truth. COOKERY-BOOK. ' Has that cookery-book any pictures?' said Miss C. to a bookseller. ' No, miss, none,' was the answer. ' Why,' exclaimed the witty and beautiful young lady, ' what is the use of telling us how to make a good dinner if they give us no plates !' IRISHMAN'S NOTION OF DISCOUNT. It chanced one gloomy day, in the month of December, that a good-humoured Irishman applied to a merchant to discount a bill of exchange for him at rather a long, though not an unusual date ; and the merchant having casually remarked that the bill had a great many days to run, ' That's true,' replied the Irishman, 'but then, my honey, you don't consider how short the days are at this time of the year !' Miss WILBERFORCE. When Mr. Wilberforce was a candidate for Hull, his sister, an amiable and witty young lady, offered the compliment of a new gown to each of the wives of those freemen who voted for her brother—on which she was saluted with a cry of 'Miss Wilberforce for ever!'—when she pleasantly observed, 'I thank you, gentlemen; but I cannot agree with you—for really I do not wish to be Miss Wilberforce for ever!' �19 SENSIBILITY. A lady who made pretensions to the most refined feelings, went to her butcher to remonstrate with him on his cruel practices. ' How,' said she, 'can you be so barbarous as to put innocent little lambs to death ?'--- 'Why not, madam,' said the butcher, ' you would not eat them alive, would you ?' ADVANTAGE OF TIME. A poor man being laughed at for wearing a short cloak, said, ' It will be long enough before I have done with it.' THE NEGRO AND HIS LETTER. _ A coloured man lately went to the post-office, and putting his nose close up to the delivery box, cried out, 'Louder !' The clerk supposing the negro to be deaf and that he was making a request of him to speak louder, so that he could hear, asked him in a very loud tone the name of the person for whom he wanted the letter. ' Louder !' cried the negro. ' What name ?' yelled the clerk. ' Louder !' again bawled the negro, who now supposed the clerk to be deaf. The clerk took a long breath, and with all his might again bellowed out in the negro's face the same question—' What name ?' This was done in so loud a tone, that the echo seemed to return from the far-off hills. The negro started back in alarm, shouting to the very top of his big lungs— 'Louder, sir, L O U D E R ! I told you Louder! my name is nothing else !' ' Oh, ah ! oh, oh !' said the clerk, ' your name is Louder, eh ? Didn't think of that; here's your letter.' CHARGE TO A JURY. An able and learned judge was once obliged to deliver the following charge to a jury :—' Gentlemen of the jury, in this case the counsel on both sides are unintelligible ; the witnesses are incredible ; and both the plaintiff and defendant are such bad characters, that to me it is indifferent which way you give your verdict.' SEVERE REBUKE. A French field-marshal, who had attained that rank by court favour, not by valour, received from a lady the Present of a drum, with this inscription, Made to be beaten. �20 STAGGERING DRUNK. A witness having sworn that a prosecutor was staggering drunk, the counsel, being anxious to ascertain exactly what he meant by the term, desired the witness to put himself in the same position ! A LONG RANGE. A person of Chelmsford, more ingenious than scrupulous, paid an account by a bill at 2 months ; but, on presenting it at the end of that period, the holder found it was drawn payable 2 months after death, instead of after date. HOW TO UNDERSTAND THE CURRENCY QUESTION. Open your window at one end of the room, and your door at the other, on a stormy day, and your knowledge will be complete. THREE WONDERS OF WOMEN. The daughter of a respectable gentleman, aged twenty, and possessed of no small share of personal attraction, said the other day, ' She wondered why she had not got married.' This puts one in mind of the three wonders of beautiful women. First, at fifteen they wonder who they shall take; second, at twenty-five they wonder why they are not taken ; and third, at thirty-five they wonder who they can find that will take them. NECESSARY EVILS. A gentleman was constantly in the habit of calling his servants, before their faces, ' necessary evils.' He quarrelled with one of them, who left him in a rage, said he was sick of service, and vowed that he would never enter it again. A few days after, his old master meeting him in livery, said, ' Poh ! you are gone into service again after all!' ' Ah, sir, I have found that masters are ' necessary evils.'' LOYALTY. John, an old dragoon soldier of George the Thirds time, was descanting lately to his wife Janet, and a few neighbours, on the virtues and familiarity of his sovereign, who had reviewed the regiment to which he belonged. Jane listened long with admiring patience but at length put this question,—' Was King George as great a king as Ahasuerus, John ?' ' Ahasuerus !' claimed John, with great contempt, ' Ahasuerus! he wouldn't have made a quarter-master to him.' �THE POWER OF TRUE LOVE. A girl in one of the midland counties, who has a swivel or screw eye, looked so long and affectionately on a gin bottle, that she actually drew the cork ! HYDROPATHY. A hairdresser of London was the other day suddenly and unexpectedly cured of deafness under the hydropathic system. He was assisting at a fire, when the engine played into his ear and knocked him down. He arose with his hearing completely restored. GROWING DESPERATE. Col. Greene, of the Boston Post, an old bachelor, gives the following notice in his paper of the 12th of January: ' Notice — The girls will please take notice, that leap year will end on the 31st instant.' THE ALTERNATIVE. Sir Walter Scott tells a story of a gentleman, who, irritated at some misconduct of His servant, said, ' John, either you or I must quit this house,' ' Very well, sir,' said John, 'where will your honour be ganging to ?' An Irishman being asked what he came to America for, said, ' Is't what I came here for, you mane ? Arrah, by the powers ! you may be sure that it wasn't for want, for I had plenty of that at home.' ROYAL WIT. Lord Eldon told Miss Ridley, his niece, that the king, speaking to the archbishop, Dr. Charles Manners Sutton, of his large family, used the expression, 'I believe your grace has better than a dozen.' 4 No, sire,' said the archbishop, ' only eleven.' 'Well,' replied the king, 'is not that better than a dozen ?' HINT TO EXQUISITES. A celebrated Parisian dandy was ordered, a few day; ago, by his physicians, to follow a course of sea-bathing at Dieppe. Arrived at that delightful bathing-town, he ordered a machine and attendant, and went boldly into the water. He plunged in bravely; but, in an instant After, came up puffing and blowing. ' Francis,' said he, 'the sea smells detestably; it will poison me. Throw a little, eau de Cologne into the water, or I shall be suffocated !' �22 A NATURAL MISTAKE. The late witty Samuel William Riley, author of The Itinerant, seeing a proud and solemn calf of sixty, swelling down Lord Street, Liverpool, accosted him, politely touching his hat, ' Excuse me, sir, stopping you in the street, but I just wished to inquire the rent of the house No. 10 Great George Street ?' ' Sir,' replied his haughtiness, 'I have no house in Great George Street.' 'Oh! I beg a thousand pardons, sir,' said Mr. R., 'I thought all the town belonged to you ! H I G H W A Y M A N A N D SAILOR. One of the Dover stages, on its way to London, was stopped by a single highwayman, who was informed by the coachman there were no passengers inside, and only one in the basket, and he was a sailor. The robber then proceeded to exercise his employment on the tar ; when, waking him out of his sleep, jack demanded what he wanted ; to which the son of plunder replied, ' Your money.' ' You shan't have it,' said Jack. ' No!' replied the robber: then I'll blow your brains out.' ' Blow away, then you land-lubber,' cried Jack, squirting the tobacco juice out of his mouth, 'I may as well go to London without brains as without money: drive on, coachman.' At Waterloo, a Highland regiment and the Scots Greys met in the thickest of the tight, and raised the cry of ' Scotland for ever !' 'And ould Ireland for longer!' exclaimed an Irish dragoon. DROWSY R E P L Y . Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton tells a story of a certain merchant, who, sleeping in a commercial hotel, had given orders overnight that he should be called at a particular hour. Boots was punctual. 'The morning has broke, sir,' said he, drawing the curtain. 'Let it break and go to the mischief!' replied the sleepy trader ; 'it owes me nothing!' EVILS OR W A R . One of Punch's friends who was present at the battle of Navarino, in the peaceful capacity of a passenger, received a cannon ball in his chest, which utterly destroyed a dozen shirts that were packed up in it! �23 GEORGE COLMAN THE YOUNGER. A young gentleman being pressed very hard in company to sing, even after he had solemnly assured them that he could not, observed testily that they were wanting to make a butt of him. ' No, my good sir,' said Mr. Colman, who was present, ' we only want to get a stave out of you.' M A K I N G SURE. Captain N , who lately arrived at Boston, when going up to the wharf, ordered an Irishman to throw over the buoy; and going below a few minutes, he called to the Irishman, and asked him if he had thrown the buoy. ' No,' said he, ' I could not catch the boy, but I threw over the old cook? GRACEFUL COMPLIMENT FROM A CHILD. Washington was visiting a lady in his neighbourhood, and on his leaving the house a little girl was directed to open the door. In passing the child, he said, 'I am sorry, my dear, to give you so much trouble.' 'I wish, sir,' she replied, 'it was to let you in.' CLUMSY COMFORT. An Irishman, placed at the bar, complained bitterly that he should be placed in such an awkward position, so far from friends and home. The Judge felt kindly toward him, and said—' Be calm, young man ; you mayrest assured that, although among strangers, full justice will be done you.' ' Be me soul, yer honour,' groaned Pat, ' and it's the fear of that same that throubles me !' RESULT OF F L A T T E R Y . An unsuccessful lover was asked by what means he lost his fair. ' Alas !' cried he, ' I flattered her until she got too proud to speak to me.' BEFORE AND AFTER MARRIAGE. A lady who was very modest and submissive before Carriage, was observed by a friend to use her tongue pretty freely after. ' There was a time,' said her friend, when I almost imagined she had none.' ' Yes,' said the husband with a sigh, ' but it's very long SINCE.' �24 K N O W L E D G E IS P O W E R . While a worthy individual, of the march of intellect school, was 'laying down the law' the other day to a knot of acquaintances on one of the streets of Cupar, he caught the eye of a carter hard by, who had been vainly endeavouring to raise a sack of potatoes upon his cart, and who, on the instant, thus appealed to the man of knowledge—' Come awa', Mr. ; knowledge is power, ye ken—gie us a lift on wi' this poke o' taties !' A HARD WORLD. A man who came to market to dispose of his cattle, entered into conversation with another on the subject of 'hard times.' ' Yes,' said the cattle dealer with an air of peevishness, ' times are hard, and this is a hard world —and, in my opinion, very few will get out of it alive..' MAKING THE MOST OF I T . Horne Tooke was the son of a poulterer, which he alluded to when called upon by the proud striplings of Eton to describe himself ' I am,' said young Horne, ' the son of an eminent Turkey merchant.' THE VALUE OF M A R R I E D MEN. ' A little more animation, my dear,' whispered Lady B to the gentle Susan, who was walking languidly through a quadrille. £ Do leave me to manage my own business, mamma,' replied the provident nymph; ' I shall not dance my ringlets out of curl for a married man.' ' Of course not, my love; I was not aware who your partner was.' QUITE GROUNDLESS. ' I am happy, Ned, to hear the report that you have succeeded to a large landed property.' ' And I am sorry, Tom, to tell you that it is groundless.' A NOUN OF DIFFICULT DECLENSION. It is a remarkable fact, that however well young ladies may be versed in grammar, very few of them are able to decline matrimony. AN ACID DROP. 'I don't know where that boy got his bad temper--not from me, I'm sure.' ' No, my dear, for I don't perceiVe you have lost any.' � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/ff0fbf9b48022eae2bc9f6ac47a891ca.jpg 11ede228c0a85215aa6a934c990c1ca5 Omeka Image File The metadata element set that was included in the `files_images` table in previous versions of Omeka. These elements are common to all image files. Bit Depth 8 Channels 3 Height 3102 Width 1823 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut on the title page portrays a dark-haired woman in a black dress indoors standing next to a fireplace handing a book to a dark-haired child in a white dress. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 041: Title-page illustration in a single ruled border of a woman in a black dress standing next to a fireplace. She is handing a book to a child in a white dress. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Anecdote-Book: A Choice Collection of Anecdotes, Jests, Witty Sayings, Bon Mots, &amp;c., &amp;c. Selected From the Best Sources. Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Description An account of the resource Price One Penny printed at bottom of title page 1 printed at bottom of title-page Language A language of the resource English Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133963505154">s0098b48</a> Extent The size or duration of the resource. 24 pages Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1850 ? per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <p dir="ltr"><span>University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks<br /></span><a href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a></p> Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #26 in a bound collection of 34 chapbooks (s0098b48) Abstract A summary of the resource. A collection of jokes and anecdotes on a variety of topics, containing many &nbsp;stereotypes of people of different nationalities, occupations, class, and gender. Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut on title-page portraying two old men engaged in an animated conversation https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/f46d5a56410b708868eab3bcd761c1e6.pdf 30d5222a145fda30c7a23fe75aaea7bb PDF Text Text > / THE TO WHICH IS ADDED, G L A S G 0 W: V PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS. �THE Babes In The Wood. Now ponder well ye parents dear, The words that I shall write, A woeful story you shall hear, By time brought forth to light. A gentleman of good account, In Norfolk dwelt oflate. Whose means and riches did surmount, Most men of his estate. Sore sick he was, and like to die, No help then could he have. His wife with h m as sick did lie, And both possessed one grave. No love b' twixt these two was l.nst, Each was to other kind, In love thev lived, in love they died, And l eft two babes behind. The one a flue and pretty boy, Not passing three years old ; The other a girl more young than he, And made in beauty's mou ci. \\ ( �The father left his little son, As plainly doth appear, When he should come to be of age, Three hundred pounds a year. And to his little daughter Jean, Two thousand pounds in gold, To be paid down on marriage day, Which might not be controuled. But, if his children chanced to die, Ere they to age did come, Their Uncle should receive their wealth, And thus the will did run. Now, brother, said the dying man, Look to my children dear, Be good unto my boy and girl, No friend else have I her*. T o Hod and you I do commend My children night and day ; A little while we hav e ' t s ^ure, Within this world to stay. You must be father and mother both, And Uncle all in one ; God knows what will become of them, When 1 am dead and gone. With that then spoke the mother dear, My brother kind quoth she, Thou art the man must bring my babe* T o wealth or misery. �If you do keep it carefully, Then God will you reward, If otherwise you seem to deal, God will your deeds regard. With lips as cold as any stone. She kissed her children small," God bless you both my children dear— With that the tears did fall. These ?peeches that the brother spoke To the sick couple there The keeping of your children dear 8weet sister do not fear. God never prosper me nor mine, Nor else aught that I have, If I do wrong your children dear When you're laid in the grave. Their parents being dead and gone, Their children home he takes, He brings them home into his house And much of them he makes. , He had not kept these pretty 1 abes A twelvemonth and a day, But for th^ir wealth he did devise To take their life away. He bargained with two ruffiians rude That were of furious mood, ' For them to take these children both And slay them in the wood. �Then told his wife and all he had He did thfe children send To be brought up in fair London With one'that was a friend. They prate and prattle pleasantly, As they rode on the way, To those that should their butchers be Aud take their life away. So that the pretty talk they had Made the murderers heart relent, For they who took the deed to do, Full sore they did repent. Yet one of them more hard of heart Did vow to do his charge, Because the wretch had hired him To pay him very large. The other would not agree thereto, So there they fell to stiife , With one another they did fight To take the childrens' life'. • But he that was of mildest mood Did slay the other there, W ithin an unfrequented wood The babes did quake with fear. He took the children by the hand, The tears stood in their eye, He bade them come along with him, He told them not to cry. �6 l ; or two long miles he led them thus, They loud for bread did call, Stay here says he I'll bring you bread I'll soon be from the hall* The pretty babes with hand in hand, Gaed wand'ring up and down, But never more they saw the man Approaching from the town. Their pretty lips with blackberries Were all besmeared and dyed, But when they saw the darksome night They sat them down and cried. Thus wandered these two pretty babes Till grief did end their life, In one another's arms they died Like babes wanting relief. No burial these two pretty babes O f any man receives, Till Robin Ucd-breast carefully Did cover them with leaves. But now the heavy wrath of God Upon the uncle fell, A fearful fiend did haunt his house — His conscience felt a hell. His barns were fired, his goods consumed, His lands were qarren made, His cattle died within the house, Nothing with him had staid. \ �For in a voyage to Portugal, Two of his sons did die; But to conclude, himself was brought Unto great misery. Hfc pawn'd and mortgaged all his land, Ere seven years came about' But now at length this wicked act By this means did come out. The fellow that dLi take in band These children for to kill, For a robbery he was judged to die, This was God's blessed will. He did confess this very truth, The which is here exprest, The uncle died while he for debt In prison long did rest. All you that executors be made, And overseers eke, O f children that be fatherless And infants mild and meek. Take all example by this sight And yield to each his right, Lest God with such like miseries Your wicked deeds requite. �i \ , 8 . <*• MY O W N BLUE BELL. My own blue bell, my pretty blue bell, I never will rove where roses dwell; My wings you view of your own bright hue, And oh never doubt that my heart s true blue. Though oft I own I've foolishly flown, T o peep at each bud that was newly blown, I now have done with folly and fun, For there's nothing like constancy under tire sun. M y own blue bell, &c. Some Belles are Blues, invoking the muse, And talking of vast intellectual views; Their crow quills' tip in the ink they dip. And they prate with the tongue of a learned lip. Blue belies like these, may be wise as they please, But I love my blue bell that bends in the breeze, Pride passes her by, but she charms my eye With a tint that resembles the cloudless sky. M y own blue bell, &c. FINIS. ~ � Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 034: Title-page illustration of two old men engaged in an animated conversation. Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Babes in the wood. To which is added, My own Blue Bell. Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. My own Blue Bell Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 17 cm Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923266733505154">s0451b08</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Type The nature or genre of the resource fairytale/folk lore Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Description An account of the resource Woodcut #34: Illustration on title-page of two old men engaged in an animated conversation. # of Woodcuts: 1 Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1841-1850 Chapbook Genre: fairytale/folk tale Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): upper class Gender: man/men