Apothecaries sometimes “come down” from the dignity of the professional man, and crack a joke. For instance,—
A humorous druggist on Washington Street recently exposed some cakes of soap in his window with the pertinent inscription, “Cheaper than dirt.”
In the country, you know, they keep almost everything in the apothecaries’ shops. We mentioned the fact in our chapter on Apothecaries. A wag once entered one of these apotheco-groco-dry-goods-meat-and-fish-market-stores, and asked the keeper,—
“Do you keep matches, sir?”
“O, yes, all kinds,” was the reply.
“Well, I’ll take a trotting match,” said the wag.
The equally humorous druggist handed down a box of pills, saying,—
“Here, take ’em and trot.”