of leisure and retirement (where his presence is least suspected) that his power is mostly felt: indeed, a laugh is no unfrequent disguise that his victims put on, and his place of concealment is often a bed of roses.

HATCHMENT.

DEATH AND THE LAWYER.

A DIALOGUE.

DEATH.

Good morrow, Sir! my call, I trust, is
Agreeable to Law and Justice ;-
You see, I've got a cause in hand,
So brought the brief—

LAWYER.

I understand

But, truly, when at first you enter'd,

To raise my eyes I scarcely ventur'd ;
So very like a ghost you look'd,

I almost fancied I was book'd.

DEATH.

And so I think you are, my bold one,

Book'd for a passage to the OLD ONE. [Aside.

Ah, Sir! so wondrous thin I'm grown,

That urchins cry out Daddy Bone;

While full-grown wags indulge their whim, And, jeering, call me Gaffer Grim!

LAWYER.

The varlets! do they?-that's a libel,
As sure as truth is in the Bible;
Scan. mag. at least, and defamation,
To any gent. of reputation.

My dear Sir, let me bring an action
Against the rogues--and satisfaction,
In damages, you'll get, depend on't ;—
Nay, that alone mayn't be the end on't;
For, if I can, a bitter pill

I'll give them in a Chancery bill;
And when I once have got them there,
Such affidavits I'll prepare,

That though they swear with all their might,
I'll prove, if need be, black is white,

That right is wrong, and wrong is right;
And-what to them the greatest curse is-
However full, I'll drain their purses.

DEATH.

I dare say your advice is proper-
But, Sir, these chaps have not a copper
To spend in law-