AN opulent farmer applied to an attorney about a lawsuit, but was told he could not undertake it, being already engaged on the other side; at the same time he gave him a letter of recommendation to a professional friend. The farmer, out of curiosity, opened it, and read as follows:-- "Here are two fat wethers fallen out together, If you'll fleece one, I'll fleece the other, And make 'em agree like brother and brother." The perusal of this epistle cured both parties, and terminated the dispute. CXCVIII.--A WIFE AT FORTY. "MY notion of a wife at forty," said Jerrold, "is, that a man should be able to change her, like a bank-note, for two twenties." CXCIX.--DISAPPROBATION. AN actor played a season at Richmond theatre for the privilege only of having a benefit. When his night came, and having to sustain a principal part in the piece, the whole of his audience (thirty in number), hissed him whenever he appeared. When the piece ended, he came forward and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I return you my sincere thanks for your kindness, but when you mean to hiss me again on my benefit night, I hope you will be at least _six times_ as many as are here to-night." CC.--NOVEL OFFENCE. COOKE and Dibdin went, at a tolerably steady quick-step, as far as the middle of Greek Street, when Cooke, who had passed his hand along all the palisades and shutters as he marched, came in contact with the recently-painted new front of a coachmaker's shop, from which he obtained a complete handful of wet color. Without any explanation as to the cause of his anger, he rushed suddenly into the middle of the street, and raised a stone to hurl against the unoffending windows; but Dibdin was in time to save them from destruction, and him from the watch-house. On being asked the cause of his hostility to the premises of a man who could not have offended him, he replied, with a hiccup, "what! not offend? A ---- ignorant coachmaker, to leave his _house out_, new-painted, at this time of night!" CCI.--MEASURING HIS DISTANCE. A BROWBEATING counsel asked a witness how far he had been from a certain place. "Just four yards, two feet, and six inches," was the reply. "How came you to be so exact, my friend?"--"Because I expected _some fool_ or other would ask me, and so I measured it." CCII.--VERY CLEAR. "WHAT is light?" asked a schoolmaster of the booby of a class. "A sovereign that isn't full weight is light," was the prompt reply. CCIII.--BROTHERLY LOVE. "AH!" said a conceited young parson, "I have this afternoon been preaching to a congregation of asses."--"Then that was the reason why you always called them _beloved brethren_," replied a strong-minded lady. CCIV.--EPIGRAM. BY a friend of Sir Turncoat 'twas lately averr'd, The electors would find him as good as his word! "_As good as his word_," did you say, "gracious me! _What a terrible scamp little Turncoat must be_!"