You must judge for yourself, Sir.

Good night, my children.'" Mr.Slick rose, and opened the door for him, and as he passed, bowed and held out his hand.

"Remember me, your honour, no man opens the door in this country without being paid for it.

Remember me, Sir." "True, Sam," said the Minister, "and it is unlucky that it does not extend to opening the mouth, if it did, you would soon make your fortune, for you can't keep yours shut.

Good night." The society to which I have subsequently had the good fortune to be admitted, fully justifies the eulogium of Mr.Hopewell.Though many persons can write well, few can talk well; but the number of those who excel in conversation is much greater in certain circles in London, than in any other place.