by the hand, &c. and at length discovering by his cold (or, if he is a fool, angry,) stare, that he is not the man you took him for.

Or,-what is a somewhat similar source of agony

26. (S.)

Finding that the person with whom you thus claim acquaintance has entirely forgotten you, though you perfectly remember him.

Tes. Aye-as Persius says,

"Scire tuum nihil est, nisi te scire hoc sciat alter."

27. (S.)

On a sultry day, in London-being compelled by the heat to sit with the windows of a ground room open, while an organ-grinder, or balladsinger of the basest degree, are exhausting their whole stock of dissonance within two or three yards of your ill-starr'd ears ;—yet you cannot drive, or even fee them away, as they are paid for torturing you by some barbarians at the next door.

28. (S.)

On going in a hackney-coach to the inn from

which you are to set out on a long journey, being asked by the coachman three or four times more than his fare, which he knows you must pay, as you have not a moment's leisure to summon him at the time; while, on your return to London, it would be too late-in due consideration of all which, he farther indulges himself in insolent language.

29. (S.)

As you walk the streets on the evening of the 5th of November--a cracker thrown into your pocket by some mischievous little rascal, who instantly runs away;-then, in your hasty attempt to snatch it out, feeling it burst in your hand, after leaving your handkerchief in flames.

Tes. Yes, and leaving you in flames, too, at being disappointed of your vengeance against the young villain :

"Sævit atrox- -nec teli conspicit unquam Auctorem, nec quò se, ardens, immittere possit."

30. (S.)

Vir.

In taking out your money in a hackney-coach -dropping the greatest part of it (and all the

gold) in the straw; then, after grubbing and fumbling after it, for an hour, finding nothing but the gaping crevices through which it must have escaped.

30. (S.)

Treading in a beau-trap, while in the act of smartly advancing your foot to make a bow to some charming woman of your acquaintance, whom you suddenly meet, and to whom you liberally impart a share of the jet d'eau.

32. (S.)

Being a compulsory spectator and auditor of a brawling and scratching -match, between two drunken drabs, in consequence of the sudden influx of company to the scene, by whom you are hemmed in a quarter of a mile deep, in every direction, leaving you no chance of escape, till the difference in sentiment between the ladies is adjusted :—where you stand, you are (that is, I was) closely bounded, in front, by a barrow of cat's meat, the unutterable contents of which employ your eyes and nose, while your ear is no less fully engaged by the Tartarean yell of its

driver.

G

33. (S.)

As you walk forth, freshly and sprucely dressed-receiving in full, at a sharp turning, the filthy flirtings of a well-twirled mop.

Tes. Ah! the jade!—Juvenal had never been submitted to this mode of irrigation, when he said

"Nemo repentè fuit turpissimus.”

34. (S.)

The too violent exercise of being hustled in London streets.

35. (S.)

In walking through a vile alley, passing under a window at so seasonable a moment as to intercept the liquid refuse which a foul Witch is emptying from the fourth or fifth story:

Ned Tes.

"Insequitur cumulo præruptus aquæ mons." Vir.

Tes. I fancy the words which follow soon. after are not quite so applicable

36. (S.).

A footman at the next door learning to play upon the fife, or fiddle, and (besides other enormities in his practice) catching, as you play them, all your favourite airs, which he returns to you in every possible key, and time, except the right-giving the Dead March in Saul as a jig; Paddy Whack as an adagio ; &c. &c.

37. (T.)

As you are quietly walking along in the vicinity of Smithfield, on market-day, finding yourself suddenly obliged, though your dancing-days have been long over, to lead outsides, cross over, foot it, and a variety of other steps and figureswith mad bulls for your partners.

Sen. Yes; or

38. (S.)

Being called upon, in like manner, to cut capers at a moment's warning, by a headlong butcher's boy, who beats time for you by stamping close at your side on the slabby pavement, with his shrill catcal for your music.