"Harry, my dear, what must any one take us for, who should meet us walking the streets at this hour of the night in Opera costume?"
"Your grace would undoubtedly be taken for what you are, and your daughter for what she is not," was the caustic reply.
A lady, who had a propensity for Newport last summer, but who found it very difficult to induce her husband to take her there, called upon the eminent Doctor Francis, of Bond-street, for the purpose of procuring his certificate of the importance of sea-bathing for the preservation of her health.
"Are you ill, madam?" asked the doctor.
"Not at all, doctor," the lady answered, "but I am afraid that I shall become so, in this extremely hot weather, unless I have the opportunity to bathe in the sea, and thus preserve my health."
"Very well, madam," replied the doctor, "if you are sure that you can not keep without pickling, the sooner you start for Newport the better, and I shall have much pleasure in giving you my certificate to that effect."
The following inscription upon a tombstone is to be found in Mechlem church-yard, in England. The poet evidently was of the opinion that so long as he made use of the proper verb, what part of it he employed was of very little consequence:
Long time she strove with sorrow and with care,
Died like a man, and like a Christian bear!