Henceforth, ye vowel magnates, and you my faithful commons consonants, take heed that no one be accounted literate or eloquent who places these my oldest friends in a dilemma.

Their right use is a mystery; so be it; but woe be unto those whose innate want of taste profanes that mystery.

Honour be to H, and worship be to W; and let those who misuse their secret excellences dread the vengeance of King Cadmus!" 7.

Yet a seventh whimsical anecdote rises to the surface.

When Prince Albert was made a fellow of Lincoln's Inn, and dined in the New Hall, I was present at the banquet.