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16 Isaiah says thus; Jeremiah says thus; at last, happening to turn towards the door as his servant came in, went on, And what says David?—Upon which the Biscayan roared out, He swears to God, that if you do not pay your old bill you need never send to his shop again.

A charitable Divine, for the benefit of the country where he resided; caused a causeway to be begun; and as he was one day overlooking the workmen, a certain Nobleman passing by, said to him, well, Doctor, for all your pains and charity, I don't take this to be the highway to heaven. Very true, replied the Doctor, for if it had, I should have wondered to have seen your Lordship here.

A dignified Clergyman, going down to spend the summer, met near his house a comical old chimney sweeper, with whom he used to chat. So, John, says the Doctor, from whence came you? From your house, says Mr. Soot; for this morning I have swept all your chimnies—How many were there? says the doctor, No less than twenty, quoth John. Well, and how much a chimney have you? Only a shilling a-piece, sir. Why then, quoth the doctor, you have earned a great deal of money in a little time.—Yes, yes, sir, says John, throwing his bag of soot over his shoulder, we black coats get our money easy enough.

A countryman going into the office of the Commons where the wills are kept, and gazing on the huge volumes on the shelves, asked if