Henry Erskine


THE late Hon. Henry Erskine met his acquaintance Jemmy Ba--four, a

barrister, who dealt in hard words and circumlocutious sentences.

Perceiving that his ankle was tied up with a silk handkerchief, the

former asked the cause. Why, my dear sir, answered the wordy lawyer,

I was taking a romantic ramble in my brother's grounds, when, coming to

a gate, I had to climb over it, by which I came in contact with the

first bar, and have grazed the epidermis on my skin, attended with a

slight extravasation of blood.--You may thank your lucky stars,

replied Mr. Erskine, that your brother's gate was not as lofty as

your style, or you must have broken your neck.



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