The Ruling Passion After Death

A DRUNKEN witness leaving the box, blurted out, My Lord, I never cared

for anything but women and horseflesh! Mr. Justice Maule: Oh, you

never cared for anything but women and horseflesh? Then I advise you to

go home and make your will, or, if you have made it, put a codicil to

it, and direct your executors, as soon as you are dead, to have you

flayed, and to have your skin made into side-saddles, and then, whatever

happens, you will have the satisfaction of reflecting that, after death,

some part of you will be constantly in contact with what, in life, were

the dearest objects of your affections.

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