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reason, he could not discover"_" Nor 1., either," said the doctor, “ for every body knows, that Malagrida was an honest man."
This abrupt and uncourtly wit, lost the doctor a supper, and the honour of his lordship's good opinion, who never spoke to him during the remainder of the entertainment, or took notice of him at parting.
A great talker. never wants enemies The man of sense speaks little, and hears much.
Do not entertain a man who has just received a disappointment with an account of your own success.
In company, set a guard upon your tongue-and in solitude, upon your heart.
The most ignorant have knowledge enough to discern the faults of others.
The most clear-sighted are blind to their own.
When a man says, “ let me wait a little, when I have something to spare, I will relieve the poor”—This man, will never -relieve the poor.
The late. Bishop Maddox, (having been disappointed in an application he made to. Mr. Pelham, on the behalf of a very particular friend ;) determined to shew his resentment, by opposing a certain ministerial measure, then in agitation; and accordingly spoke against it, in his place, not without some acrimonious reflections, on the general conduct of the then administration.
The Duke of Newcastle, in reply, having acknowledged, that the ministry were not, nor could it be expected to be infallible, went on thus, “ for example-my lords, we endeavour to fill that bench with as good, and sensible men as we can find; but notwithstanding all our care
and circumspection, an odd, wrong-headed man, will sometimes get seated upon it, and put us to the blush, for our inad. vertency.”
* AN OLD ROMAN ANECDOTE.
A farmer, 'in the country, was so like Augustus, that every body took notice of the similitude, and the had himself the curiosity, when he heard of it, to send for him to court
When the farmer made his appearance, Augustus was so affected with the striking. likeness, that he asked him, “ if his mother had ever visited the court ?" The man, comprehending the drift of the question, readily answered, “ that his mother had never been at Rome, but that his father. had often been.” The honest farmer, night have consulted his own interest more, perhaps, by a different reply; but, it is probable that he was piqued, by the insinuated reflection on his mother's repu. tation.
Historical Facts, concerning Jealousy,
The poets, have compared jealousy to a fury, with a pale and livid complexion, pursued by remorse ; abhorred by all nature, and hated by herself :
« Gabrielle de Bergy, of an illustrious birth, and who lived in the time of the Crusades was the victim of this implacable fury. The amiable Gabrielle, brought up from her infancy, with Ravul de Coucy, a young man of great hopes, had conceived for him, the tenderest sentiments. De Coucy, on his side, could not imagine a greater happiness, than the pleasing assurance, of spending the rest of his days with Gabrielle ; but the parents of this young lady, who, undoubtedly, were never sensible of the sweets of an union, formed by esteem and tender love, delivered her into the hands of Fuyel, a cruel, barbarous, and jealous man; this savage, made it a a crime in her, to have a heart of sensibi
lity; in vain, the unfortunate wife strove, to calm the suspicions of her tyrant, by the most discreet behaviour, and a due attention to all his injunctions ; she could not avoid being consigned over to the horrors of a dark dungeon. De Coucy, informed of the treatment of one so dear to him, and still dearer, by reason of her sufferings, consents to remove at a distance, from the place of her habitation—he does more-be conceives the generous design of going to seek death, in battle against the Saracen—too happy, if his death could appease Fayel's jealousy, and mitigate the sufferings of the unfortunate Gabrielle. He puts himself at the head of two hundred chosen cavaliers, and exerts prodigies of valour ; but, as he was exposing himself to the blow that was to rob him of life, he soon found death over a heap of killed and wounded saracens : perceiving his end approach, he calls his squire, and with a hand, he scarce was able to stretch forth, gave him a letter, which he