The Bed-Book of Happiness / Being a colligation or assemblage of cheerful writings brought together from many quarters into this one compass for the diversion, distraction, and delight of those who lie abed,—a friend to the invalid, a companion to the sleepless, an excuse to the tired

by Harold Begbie

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"_I'm afraid the salad is gritty," apologised the host.

"Gritty!" mumbled the guest, "it's a gravel path with a few weeds in it_."

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"I never read a book before reviewing it" said Sydney Smith to a friend. "It is so apt to prejudice one."

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Bentley, the publisher, said to Jerrold, "I thought of calling my magazine The Wits' Miscellany, but I have decided on Bentley's Miscellany."

"My dear fellow," said Jerrold, "why go to the other extreme?"

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"_What a magnificent-looking man!" said Goldsmith of a stranger; "he ought to be a Lord Chancellor."