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stealing a gun,hearing this successful defence, prevailed on a fellow countryman of his, to swear that he remembered the gun in his possession ever since it was a pistol

When the celebrated beau Nash was ill, Dr. Cheyne wrote a prescription for him. The next day, the Doctor coming to see his patient, in- quired if he had followed his prescription ? No faith, said Nash, if I had I should have broke my neck, for I threw it out of a two pair of stairs’ window.

An Irish gentleman was visited by a friend, who found him a little ruffled ; and being asked the reason of it, said, he had lost a new pair of black silk stockings out of his room, that had cost him eighteen shillings ; but that he hoped he should get them again, for that he had ordered them to he cried, and had offered half-a-crown of reward. The gentleman, observed, that the reward was far too little for such valuable stock- ings. Pho, said the Irish gentleman, I ordered the cryer to say the were worsted.

One saying to another, you speak foolishly, he answered, It is that you may understand me.

A military officer of diminutive stature, was drilling a tall Irish recruit. Hold up your head, said the officer, elivating the chin of the Irish- man with the end of his cane, to an angle of nearly forty degrees, hold up your head so.— And must I always do so, captain ? asked the re- cruit. Yes, always, answered the officer. Then