One For His Nob

A BARRISTER entered the hall with his wig very much awry, of which he

was not at all apprised, but was obliged to endure from almost every

observer some remark on its appearance, till at last, addressing himself

to Mr. Curran, he asked him, Do you see anything ridiculous in this

wig.--Nothing but the head, was the answer.

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