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forward with the certainty of its increasing his business, and consequently his coffers, proved to our landlord a source of bitter vexation and disappointment;—a rival in the village had adopted his discarded sign, and as the country bumpkins were better acquainted with their old friend the Ass, than with his new successor, the consequence was that they followed their old acquaintance and left the Duke 'alone with his glory.' This was not to be borne; our landlord, having nothing else to do, put his brains to steep to devise some plan to counteract his fatal error; and the result of his cogitations appeared shortly after in an addition to his signboard, immediately under the figure of the Duke, on which was painted, in large letters, the significant intimation–'This is the Old Grey Ass.' Whether the exhibition of the Duke of Wellington, with such an addition to his titles, produced the desired effect, we have not learned.
A person desiring to be witty at the expense of a Jew whom he met, accosted him thus—'"Tis a wonder, Isaac, that we never hear of the death of a Jew, or a Jack-ass; how does it happen, eh?' Well, mishter, replied Isaac, 'I does'nt rightly know, but perhaps you and I will be the first in this neighbourhood.'"
The following exquisite lines, the result of a true appreciation of the sublime and beautiful in nature, are copied from the Album kept at a small inn on the Banks of the Windermere, in Cumberland—
I never eats no meat,
Nor drinks no beer,
But sighs and ruminates
On Windermere.
