“‘Where did you put that key, you black rascal?’ I roared.
“‘Oh, massa,’ answered George, ‘I found a better place for it.’”
DESCEND, YE NINE.
PERFECT SINCERITY, OR, THINKINGS ALOUD.
Genius. By the way, did you glance over that article of mine on “The Intellect of Woman, and her Social Position?” I don’t care twopence about your opinion; only, if you can say something favourable, of course I shall be pleased.
Common Sense. Why, I tried to get through it, but upon my life, I found it such contemptible rubbish, that I couldn’t get on; and, to tell you the truth, I think that a snug little thing in the cheese-mongering line would be more in your way than literature.
Genius. Ah, you must be a fool!
HISTORY—THE ANCIENT BRITONS.