A pretty little dog had written on its collar the following distich:—
"This collar don't belong to you, sir,
Pass on—or you may have one too, sir."
The same person might have been the proprietor of another dog, upon whose collar was inscribed:—
"I am Tom Draper's dog. Whose dog are you?"
DCCLXXV.—FOOTIANA.
Foote praising the hospitality of the Irish, after one of his trips to the sister kingdom, a gentleman asked him whether he had ever been at Cork. "No, sir," replied Foote; "but I have seen many drawings of it."
DCCLXXVI.—NIGHT AND MORNING.
An industrious tradesman having taken a new apprentice, awoke him at a very early hour on the first morning, by calling out that the family were sitting down to table. "Thank you," said the boy, as he turned over in the bed to adjust himself for a new nap; "thank you, I never eat anything during the night!"
DCCLXXVII.—FULL INSIDE.
Charles Lamb, one afternoon, in returning from a dinner-party, took his seat in a crowded omnibus, when a stout gentleman subsequently looked in and politely asked, "All full inside?"—"I don't know how it may be, sir, with the other passengers," answered Lamb, "but that last piece of oyster-pie did the business for me."