had a mutual wish
To please in different stations;
For one excelled in _Sauce for Fish_,
And one in _Meditations_.
Each had its pungent power applied
To aid the dead and dying;
_This_ relishes a _sole_ when _fried_,
_That_ saves a _soul_ from _frying_.

MCXLI.--EPITAPHS.

IF truth, perspicuity, wit, gravity, and every property pertaining to
the ancient or modern epitaph, may be expected united in one single
epitaph, it is in one made for Burbadge, the tragedian, in the days of
Shakespeare,--the following being the whole,--_Exit Burbadge_.

Jerrold, perhaps, trumped this by his anticipatory epitaph on that
excellent man and distinguished historian, Charles Knight,--"Good
Knight."

MCXLII.--NATIONAL PREJUDICE.

FOOTE being told of the appointment of a Scotch nobleman, said, "The
Irish, sir, take us _all in_, and the Scotch turn us _all out_."

MCXLIII.--GRANDILOQUENCE.

A BOASTING fellow was asked, "Pray, sir, what may your business
be?"--"O," replied the boaster, "I am but a cork-cutter: but then it is
in a _very_ large way!"--"Indeed!" replied the other; "then I presume
you are a cutter of _bungs_?"

MCXLIV.--THE LETTER C.

CURIOUS coincidences respecting the letter C, as connected with the
Princess Charlotte, daughter of George IV.:--Her mother's name was
Caroline, her own name was Charlotte; that of her consort Cobourg; she
was married at Carlton House; her town residence was at Camelford House,
the late owner of which, Lord Camelford, was untimely killed in a duel;
her country residence Claremont, not long ago the property of Lord
Clive, who ended his days by suicide; she died in Childbed, the name of
her accoucheur being Croft.

MCXLV.--PRACTICAL RETORT.

IN a country theatre there were only seven persons in the house one
night. The pit took offence at the miserable acting of a performer, and
hissed him energetically; whereupon the manager brought his company on
the stage, and _out-hissed_ the visitors.

MCXLVI.--AN AGREEABLE PRACTICE.

DR. GARTH (so he is called in the manuscript), who was one of the
Kit-Kat Club, coming there one night, declared he must soon be gone,
having many patients to attend; but some good wine being produced he
forgot them. When Sir Richard Steele reminded him of his patients, Garth
immediately said, "It's no great matter whether I see them to-night or
not; for nine of them ha