undergraduates to express their approbation or disapprobation of the
Vice-Chancellor, on the resignation of his office. Upon an occasion of
this kind, a certain gentleman had enacted some regulations which had
given great offence; and, when the senate had assembled in order that he
might resign his office to another, a great _hissing_ was raised in
disapprobation of his conduct; upon which, bowing courteously, he made
the following elegant retort:--

"_Laudatur ab his_."

CMXXXIX.--SNUG LYING.

A VISITOR at Churchtown, North Meols, thought people must like to be
buried in the churchyard _there_, because it was so healthy.

CMXL.--A PROPER ANSWER.

A KNAVISH attorney asking a very worthy gentleman what was honesty,
"What is that to you?" said he; "meddle with those things that _concern
you_."

CMXLI.--GOOD HEARING.

I HEARD last week, friend Edward, thou wast dead,
I'm very glad to _hear it_, too, cries Ned.

CMXLII.--AN UNCONSCIOUS POSTSCRIPT.

GEORGE SELWYN once affirmed, in company, that no woman ever wrote a
letter without a postscript. "My next letter shall refute you!" said
Lady G----. Selwyn soon after received a letter from her ladyship,
where, after her signature, stood: "P.S. Who was right; you or I?"

CMXLIII.--HOAXING AN AUDIENCE.

COOKE was announced one evening to play the _Stranger_ at the Dublin
Theatre. When he made his appearance, evident marks of agitation were
visible in his countenance and gestures: this, by the generality of the
audience, was called fine acting; but those who were acquainted with his
failing, classed it very properly under the head of intoxication. When
the applause had ceased, with difficulty he pronounced, "Yonder
hut--yonder hut," pointing to the cottage; then beating his breast, and
striking his forehead, he paced the stage in much apparent agitation of
mind. Still this was taken as the _chef-d'oeuvre_ of fine acting, and
was followed by loud plaudits, and "Bravo! bravo!" At length, having
cast many a menacing look at the prompter, who repeatedly, though in
vain, gave him the word, he came forward, and, with overacted feeling,
thus addressed the audience: "You are a mercantile people--you know the
value of money--a thousand pounds, my all, lent to serve a friend, is
lost for ever. My son, too--pardon the feelings of a parent--my only
son--as brave a youth as ever fought his country's battles, is slain--n