. Gallery of comicalities : . and there were fewMore spirited than he in selling spirits. Andrew I wot, for so his name was spelt, Was born (but this perchance you have surmised) In London town : —in Adam Street he dwelt,Which all Eves sons have not Mc Adaniized. As scaling—love impelld, a lofty wall,One luckless night, he fell, in vast alarm/ But caught a beam, and haply hroke\\\% fall,For which his fall retorting, broke his arm. What chances may befal none may foretell; All are the sport of destiny unknown;Thus Andrew kept the MasoiCs Anns full well. But was not able to preserve his oivn. St
. Gallery of comicalities : . and there were fewMore spirited than he in selling spirits. Andrew I wot, for so his name was spelt, Was born (but this perchance you have surmised) In London town : —in Adam Street he dwelt,Which all Eves sons have not Mc Adaniized. As scaling—love impelld, a lofty wall,One luckless night, he fell, in vast alarm/ But caught a beam, and haply hroke\\\% fall,For which his fall retorting, broke his arm. What chances may befal none may foretell; All are the sport of destiny unknown;Thus Andrew kept the MasoiCs Anns full well. But was not able to preserve his oivn. Still he was not discouraged, even although His love had so unluckily began ;But taking soon a chance of joy or woe In Hymens lottery. Andrew drew forth Ann. Quiet they lived, and happily, tis said,From all domestic strife and discord far ; Andrew laid down the Law, and Ann obeyd,For he, she knew, was bred up to the Bar. 54 P 2 GALLERY OF COMICALITIES.—No. LI. ANDREW AND HIS SPOUSE An Aquatic Excursion by Steam and Boal !. Quoth Andrew to his wife one summers day : My dear, if you approve, I have a scheme, To take a trip while all the world are gay,To Margate, love, and we can go by Steam. My honest cousin John, who is, you know,A quiet kind of lad, and free from sin, Has kindly promised, if we like to go. While we are oitf, to take care of the I/iii. She liked his project much, but did not knowThat siea>Ji was then the order of the age ; She thought they should, like Fanny Kemble, go,Or, like the Elephant, upon the sta^Jic. Here Andrew differd from his quiet as she was, and gentle as he thought her; Said he The steam as every one allows, Impels one far more quickly through i\\e7vaterJ But if the boiler burst, which much I fear,Then we, and all the rest, in air are blown. Quoth Andrew, No : if that should hap, my dear ;Instead of going up we should go doivii. Really, my love, said Ann, with joke and funYou draw such scenes as surely never man drew , And are i
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