A Good Recommendation


WHEN Captain Grose, who was very fat, first went over to Ireland, he one

evening strolled into the principal meat market of Dublin, where the

butchers, as usual, set up their usual cry of What d'ye buy? What d'ye

buy? Grose parried this for some time by saying he did not want

anything. At last, a butcher starts from his stall, and eyeing Grose's

figure, exclaimed, Only say you buy your meat of me, sir, and you

will make my fortune.



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