The last St. Sepulchre so shocks,
That all about him swings.
Mr. Jerdan—in the Gem for 1830.
Nobody is anybody, until he takes the title of somebody, and is laughed at by everybody.
We are surprised that fifty accidents do not happen every day at the Zoological Gardens—for mothers let their children rove just as if they were in the most innocent company on earth; and due credit ought to be given to the wild beasts in general for their considerate conduct in not eating up half the rising generation that pay their shilling apiece to see the Zoological show.—Monthly Mag.—Apropos, we find there are now seven leopards in the society's collection, and that one day last summer the receipts at the gate amounted to. £108. 12s.
BLUNDERS.
Some people mistake the three French Consuls for the three per cent. Consols; quote Moore's Almanac in illustration of Moore's Melodies; inquire whether those two great poets, Hogg and Bacon, were not of the same family; and when asked their opinion of Crabbe, give a decided preference to lobster. Who has not heard Hervey's Meditations and Harvey's Sauce mixed up in a most unbecoming manner; and culprits talking of detaining counsel, whereas the "detention" applies only to themselves.