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8.             THE SORROW-DISPERSER.

man,' exclaimed Mr--- as you'll not be more than an hour going.' 'Vell, now, and s'pose I does it in an hour, I ought to have vot I hax, and I'm sure yer vorship oughtn't to grumble, for you fined me five bob t'other day, and war'n't more nor half a minute about it! 'How do you do, Mr Smith? Do what? 'How do you find yourself? 'I never lose myself. 'How do you feel? Pretty smooth, I guess--feel me, and see. Good morning, Mr Smith. 'Good! No, it's rather a bad one--it's wet and nasty.' How did it happen?--A remarkable phenomenon occurred a few days ago on the Brighton Railway. A gentleman and lady were sitting opposite to each other, the lady having a piece of court-plaster on her lip. On emerging from one of the dark tunnels, marvellous to relate, the court-plaster was observed to have passed over to the gentleman's lip?. Why is a man with his eyes shut like an illiterate schoolmaster? -- Because he keeps his pupils in darkness. A Sailor's Notion.--A sailor, seeing some of our domestic slave traders driving coloured men, women, and children, on board ship for New Orleans market, shook his head and said, 'Jim, if the devil don't catch them fellers, we might as well not have any devil. A man boasting about his knowledge of the world, when a wag in company asked him if he had ever been in Algebra? 'I cannot exactly tell,' says he, but I think I once passed it on the coach. Struggle for Precedence -- When George Barrington, the celebrated pickpocket, was high constable of Botany Bay, at a grand ball given