A Fig For The Grocer!
WHEN Abernethy was canvassing for the office of surgeon to St.
Bartholomew's Hospital, he called upon a rich grocer. The great man,
addressing him, said, I suppose, sir, you want my vote and interest at
this momentous epoch of your life.--No, I don't, said Abernethy. I
want a pennyworth of figs; come, look sharp and wrap them up; I want to
be off!