A WILD HUNT.
Can any one confidently say to himself that he has conversed with the
identical, individual, stupidest man now extant in London?"—T. Carlyle.
I STARTED up and slammed the book;
I seized my hat and cane;
I sought the bell and summoned cook
With all my might and main.
My cook, she is a sober lass—
Respectable, but slow: