"Indeed," inquired the Chicken, "and what may that be?"
"Politics!" answered the Egg with importance.
And the Chicken pondered long over that saying.
Note.—I must confess to following the Chicken's precedent, without arriving at any solution. For, logically, an Egg must be the junior of any Chicken. And again, even for parabolical purposes, it is far-fetched to represent an Egg as a potential Member of Parliament. On the whole, I am not entirely satisfied that my young friend is so proficient in acquaintance with Cryptic as he has represented to me.— H. B. J.
There is only one thing that irritateth a woman more than the man who doth not understand her, and that is the man who doth.
A certain Artificer constructed a mechanical Serpent which was so marvellously natural that it bit him in the back. "Had I but another hour to live," he lamented in his last agonies, "I would have patented the invention!"