WHEN Wilkes was in France, and at Court, Madame Pompador addressed him thus: "You Englishmen are fine fellows; pray how far may a man go in his abuse of the Royal family among you?"--"I do not at present know," replied he, dryly, "but I _am trying_." DCCXXXV.--A PAT REPLY. LORD J. RUSSELL endeavored to persuade Lord Langdale to resign the permanent Mastership of the Rolls for the uncertain position of Lord Chancellor, and paid the learned lord very high compliments on his talent and acquirements. "It is useless talking, my lord," said Langdale. "So long as I enjoy the _Rolls_, I care nothing for your _butter_." DCCXXXVI.--LORD NORTH ASLEEP. HIS Lordship was accustomed to sleep during the Parliamentary harangues of his adversaries, leaving Sir Grey Cooper to note down anything remarkable. During a debate on ship-building, some tedious speaker entered on an historical detail, in which, commencing with Noah's Ark, he traced the progress of the art regularly down-wards. When he came to build the Spanish Armada, Sir Grey inadvertently awoke the slumbering premier, who inquired at what era the honorable gentleman had arrived. Being answered, "We are now in the reign of Queen Elizabeth," "Dear Sir Grey," said he, "why not let me sleep a _century or two_ more?" DCCXXXVII.--RATHER SAUCY. "YOU had better ask for manners than money," said a finely-dressed gentleman to a beggar who asked for alms. "I asked for what I thought you had _the most_ of," was the cutting reply. DCCXXXVIII.--LONG STORY. A LOQUACIOUS lady, ill of a complaint of forty years' standing, applied to Mr. Abernethy for advice, and had begun to describe its progress from the first, when Mr. A. interrupted her, saying he wanted to go into the next street, to see a patient; he begged the lady to inform him how long it would take her to tell her story. The answer was, twenty minutes. He asked her to proceed, and hoped she would endeavor to _finish_ by the time he _returned_. DCCXXXIX.--EUCLID REFUTED. (A part is not equal to the whole.--Axiom.) THIS is a vulgar error, as I'll prove, Or freely forfeit half a pipe of sherry; 'Tis plain _one sixteenth part_ of Brougham's sense, Equals the _whole_ possessed by L--d--d--y. DCCXL.--BRED ON THE BOARDS. WHEN Morris had the Haymarket Theatre, Jerrold, on a certain occasion, had reason to find fault with the strength, or rather, the want of strength, of the company. Morris expostulated, and said, "Why there's V----, he was bred on these boards!"--"He looks as though he'd been cut out of them," replied Jerrold. DCCXLI.--ON THE DULNESS OF A DEBATE IN THE HOUSE OF COMMONS. NO wonder the debate fell dead 'Neath such a constant fire of lead. DCCXLII.--PAINTING.