There are many who deem radical reform a rare mad frolic; and when asked to guess a fearful ruin, would reply universal suffrage.
Every one will admit that astronomers are moon-starers; and that a telegraph is a great help.
We have long been accustomed to consider that a revolution is to love ruin; and that nine thumps constitute a punishment.
What answer more fitting in the penitentiary than Nay, I repent it?
Is there a more comical trade than the democratical? and what is more likely to make bakers fat than a good breakfast.
But, in conclusion, I am compelled to confess that I can see no affinity between potentates and ten tea pots.
C. A.
That on Daniel R. may be otherwise rendered Erin lad.
D. Q.
Your interesting correspondent MR. BREEN challenges the world to produce "six good anagrams." It may help him in his search for them to be referred to two curious papers on the subject in the Bengal Moofussul Miscellany, reprinted in London in 1837. Or, as perhaps he may not have the book within reach, he may not be displeased at my extracting a few of the best of them. The first is a compliment paid to one of the Ptolemies: Πτολεμαῖος, ἀπὸ μέλιτος. Lycophron, in a similar vein, calls Ἀρσινόη, ἴον Ἥρας. Out of William Noy, Charles I.'s Ship-Money Attorney-General, we have, I moyl in law. Loraine produces alerion, which is assigned as the reason for that house bearing eaglets in their arms. Sir Edmundbury Godfrey gives, I fynd murder'd by rogues. The tale about Lady Eleanor Davies, lately referred to by one of your contributors, occurs in the first of these papers; as does another of somewhat later date, which really deserves to be preserved among your "Notes."