"VERY BAD."
Why are washer-women, busily engaged, like Adam and Eve in Paradise? Because they are so-apy (so happy).
Why is a widower, going to be married, like Eau de Cologne? Because he is re-wiving.
Why is a vine like a soldier? Because it is listed and trained, has ten-drills, and shoots.
Why is a sailor, when at sea, not a sailor? Because he's a-board.
Why is a city gentleman, taken poorly in Grosvenor-square, like a recluse? Because he is sick-westward (sequestered.)
Why is it better for a man to have two losses than one? Because the first is a loss, and the second is a-gain.
"If Britannia rules the waves," said a qualmish writing-master, going to Margate last week in a storm, "I wish she'd rule 'em straighter."— Lit. Gaz.
Footnote 1: [(return)]
At Stratford, the family maintain that Shakspeare stole Sir Thomas Lucy's buck, to celebrate his wedding-day, and for that purpose only. But, in that age, when half the country was covered with forests, deer-stealing was a venial offence, and equivalent to snaring a hare in our days.