SINGULAR RETURN.
For the Table Book.
An inhabitant of the parish of Clerkenwell being called upon, a short time ago, to fill up the blanks of a printed circular under the following heads, in pursuance of an act of parliament passed in the sixth year of his present majesty’s reign, entitled “An Act for consolidating and amending the Laws relative to Jurors and Juries,” sent in his return as follows:—
“Street.”
Baker-street—badly paved—rascally lighted—with one old woman of a watchman.
“Title, Quality, Calling, or Business.”
No title—no quality—no calling, except when my wife and sixteen children call for bread and butter—and as for business, I have none. Times are bad, and there’s no business to be done.
“Nature of Qualification; whether Freehold, Copyhold, or Leasehold Property.”
No freehold property—no copyhold property—no leasehold property. In fact, no property at all! I live by my wits, as one half of the world live, and am therefore NOT qualified.
Gaspard.