RALITY.

A CERTAIN anti-illuminating marquis, since the memorable night of the
passing of the Reform Bill, has constantly kept _open house_, at least,
so we are informed by a person who lately looked in at his windows.

CCLI.--A CAPITAL JOKE.

LORD BRAXFIELD (a Scotch judge) once said to an eloquent culprit at the
bar, "You're a vera clever chiel, mon, but I'm thinking ye wad be nane
_the waur_ o' a hanging."

CCLII.--PIG-HEADED.

MR. JUSTICE P----, a well-meaning but particularly prosing judge, on one
of his country circuits had to try a man for stealing a quantity of
copper. In his charge he had frequent occasion to mention the "copper,"
which he uniformly called "lead," adding, "I beg your pardon,
gentlemen,--_copper_; but _I can't get the lead out of my head_!" At
this candid confession the whole court shouted with laughter.

CCLIII.--BURIED WORTH.

SIR THOMAS OVERBURY says, that the man who has not anything to boast of
but his illustrious ancestors, is like a potato,--the only good
belonging to him is _underground_.

CCLIV.--A JUST DEBTOR.

ON one occasion Lord Alvanley had promised a person 100l. as a bribe,
to conceal something which would have involved the reputation of a lady.
On that person's application for the money, his lordship wrote a check
for 25l. and presented it to him. "But, my lord, you promised me
100l."--"True," said his lordship, "I did so; but you know, Mr. ----,
that I am now making arrangements with all my creditors _at 5s. in the
pound_. Now you must see, Mr. ----, that if I were to pay you at a
higher rate than I pay them, I should be doing my creditors an
injustice!"

CCLV.--A SOUND CONCLUSION.

SIR WILLIAM CURTIS sat near a gentleman at a civic dinner, who alluded
to the excellence of the knives, adding, that "articles manufactured
from _cast steel_ were of a very superior quality, such as razors,
forks, &c."--"Ay," replied the facetious baronet, "and soap too--there's
no soap like _Castile_ soap."

CCLVI.--CUTTING HIS COAT.

WHEN Brummell was the great oracle on coats, the Duke of Leinster was
very anxious to bespeak the approbation of the "Emperor of the Dandies"
for a "cut" which he had just patronized. The Duke, in the course of his
eulogy on his Schneider, had frequent occasion to use the words "my
coat."--"Your coat, my dear fellow," said Brummell: "what coat?"--"Why,
_this_ coat," said Leinster; "this coat