CCCXII. THE APOTHECARY AND THE IRISH-WOMAN.

An Irish-woman, being told to take as much powder as would lie on a sixpence, asked his Honour, the Apothecary, to lend her a sixpence !

CCCXIII. FALSTAFF.

When Henry V reproached Falstaff with cowardice for stopping in the rear of the army:

No, Hal, (quoth Falstaff) 'tisn't fear,
'Tis prudence posts me in the rear:
The front is my delight.

Should victory smile upon the foe,
The rear of battle then, you know,
Will be the FRONT of flight."

CCCXIV. GOne off.

"I thought you told me," said a gentleman to his friend, "that Tom's fever was gone off."-"Yes, but I forgot to tell you that Tom went off along with it."

CCCXV. THE BUTCHER'S GALLANTRY.

"I think," said a Lady, laying her hand on a joint of meat, "that this veal is not so white as usual."

"Put on your

glove, ma'am," said the Butcher, "and you will think differently."

CCCXVI. FUNERAL.

A wag, being asked why he spent so much money on his

wife's funeral, replied "Ah, sir, she would have done the same for me with pleasure."

CCCXVII. SHALL AND WILL.

A Frenchman, having fallen into a pond, cried out “I will be drowned, nobody shall save me."

CCCXVIII. DID AND WAS.

A Frenchman, meeting one of his countrymen in London and wishing to shew off his English, accosted him thus "Did it rain to-morrow?" To which the other replied, "Yes, it was."

CCCXIX. OULD IRELAND.

At a dinner-party in France a toast was given "the land we live in." "With all my soul (cried an Irishman); here's to poor ould Ireland.”

CCCXX. ICE-CREAMS.

An Irishman, whose daughter was ill from indulging too much in iced creams, advised her in future to take the chill off.

CCCXXI. IRISH COURAGE.

An Irishman, apologizing for his want of courage, said that his heart was as bold as any man's, but his cowardly legs always ran away with it.

CCCXXII. ENIGMAS.

1.

"Twas whisper'd in heaven, 'twas mutter'd in hell,
And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell.
On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest,
And the depths of the ocean its presence confess'd.
"Twill be found in the sphere when 'tis riven asunder,
"Tis seen in the lightning and heard in the thunder;
'Twas allotted to man from his earliest breath,

It assists at his birth, and attends him in death;
Presides o'er his happiness, honour and health,
Is the prop of his house, and the end of his wealth;
In the heaps of the miser 'tis hoarded with care,
But is sure to be lost in his prodigal heir;

It begins every hope, every wish it must bound,
It prays with the hermit, with monarchs is crown'd;
Without it the soldier, the seaman may roam,
But woe to the wretch that expels it from home.
In the whispers of conscience 'tis sure to be found,
Nor e'en in the whirlwind of passion is drown'd;
"Twill soften the heart, but though deaf to the ear,
"Twill make it acutely and constantly hear.
But, in short, let it rest, like a beautiful flower,
(Oh breathe on it softly) it dies in an hour.

The beginning of eternity, the end of time and space, The beginning of every end, and the end of every place. Answer the letter E.

3.

A word there is, five syllables contains,

Take away one, no syllable remains.

Answer - Mo-nosyllable.

CCCXXIII. CHURCHING.

Oct. 10, 1838. A strange gentleman, whom I met this day, told a story to me about the Reverend Peter Elwin, who served a church somewhere in the North of England. When Mr E. was reading the service one Sunday, a stranger entered the church and seated himself near the door. Here he soon began to feel the effect of the wind, and turned up the hood of his cloak to protect his head. In this position he appeared to be a female, and the clergyman, thinking him to be really one, who was come to be churched, read the service for the Thanksgiving of women after child-birth. At the conclusion of the service, the clerk was sent to enquire the name of the party, and to receive the fee; when the mistake was discovered.

CCCXXIV. BEAU NASH.

Quin complained to Beau Nash that he had been sadly cheated at Bath. Nash told him that they had only acted towards him on true Christian principles, for that he was a stranger and they took him in. "Yes" replied Quin, “but, instead of clothing, they fleeced me."

CCCXXV. CHARLES OF BURGUNDY.

Charles, Duke of Burgundy, was slain in battle by the Swiss, A. D. 1476. A jewel of great value was found upon him by a soldier, and sold by him to a priest for a crown in money. The priest sold it for two crowns: afterwards it was sold for 700 florins, then for 12000 ducats, and was finally set in the Pope's triple crown.

CCCXXVI.

A BRIEF NOTICE OF MR THOMAS TAYLOR, THE CELEBRATED PLATONIST, WITH A COMPLETE LIST OF HIS PUBLISHED WORKS.

was

This extraordinary man,- distinguished for whatever can adorn the scholar, the gentleman, and the philosopher, born in London, on the 15th of May, 1758. At a very early age he was sent to St. Paul's school, and after remaining there about three years, he was placed under the care of a relation, who held a situation in the dockyard at Sheerness, where he resided several years, and assiduously applied himself to the study of mathematics. He subsequently became the pupil of the Rev. Mr, a dissenting minister, possessing considerable classical acquirements, with an intention of completing his studies at Aberdeen; but a premature marrige and pecuniary difficulties compelled him to relinquish his plan, and obliged him to accept a situation in an eminent banking-house. While in this employment, he commenced his study of Aristotle and Plato, and every hour that could be snatched from the duties of his avocation, was zealously devoted to the acquirement of a thorough knowledge of the abstruse and recondite doctrines of these two great philosophic luminaries, as developed by Proclus, Simplicius, Olympiodorus, and the other Greek commentators. By the generous and laudable exertions of a few friends, he was enabled to quit his clerkship, and became a private teacher of languages and mathematics. He also filled, for many years, the office of Assistant Secretary to the Society for the encouragement of Arts, manufactures, and Commerce, in which situation he obtained the notice and patronage of the late Duke of Norfolk, and at whose expence Mr Taylor's invaluable translation of Plato was printed. His latter years have been passed in philosophic retirement; and, although seventy years of age, he still proceeds, with unextinguishable vigour and ardour, in the eminently great and valuable career to which his life has