A Fall In Mitres

ONE of the wooden mitres, carved by Grinly Gibbons over a prebend's

stall in the cathedral church of Canterbury, happening to become loose,

Jessy White, the surveyor of that edifice, inquired of the dean whether

he should make it fast: For, perhaps, said Jessy, it may fall on your

reverence's head.--Well! Jessy, answered the humorous Cantab,

suppose it does fall on my head, I don't know that a mitre falling on

my head would hurt it.

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