12/19 Sir Roderick Murchison, for instance, was run in thus: As welcome as to cow is fodder-rick Would be your presence to Sir Roderick. "You must hear some of Miss Cobbe's puns," said Miss Hosmer, and they were so daringly, glaring bad, as to be very good. When lame from a sprain, she was announced by a pompous butler at a reception as "Miss Cobble." "No, Miss Hobble," was her instant correction. She weighed nearly three hundred pounds and, one day, complaining of a pain in the small of her back her brother exclaimed: "O Frances, where _is_ the small of your back ?" Miss Hosmer regarded Grace Greenwood (Mrs.Lippincott) as one of the best _raconteurs_ and wittiest women she had known. She was with her at some museum where an immense antique drinking cup was exhibited, large enough for a sitz bath. |