A certain gentleman, whose yellow cheek Proclaimed he had not been in living quite An Anchorite-- Indeed, he scarcely ever knew a well day; At last, by friends’ advice, was led to seek A surgeon of great note--named Aberfeldie. A very famous Author upon Diet, Who, better starr’d than Alchemists of old, By dint of turning mercury to gold, Had settled at his country house in quiet. Our Patient, after some impatient rambles Thro’ Enfield roads, and Enfield lanes of brambles, At last, to make enquiry had the _nous_,-- “Here, my good man, Just tell me if you can, Pray which is Mr. Aberfeldie’s house?” The man thus stopp’d--perusing for a while The yellow visage of the man of bile, At last made answer, with a broadish grin: “Why, turn to right--and left--and right agin, The road’s direct--you cannot fail to go it.” “But stop! my worthy fellow!--one word more-- From other houses how am I to know it?” “How!--why you’ll see _blue pillars_ at the door!” [Illustration: “AN ANCHORITE.”] [Illustration: A LEADING ARTICLE.] THE PLEASURES OF SPORTING. The consulter of Johnson’s Dictionary under the term of Sport, or Sporting, would be led into a great mistake by the Doctor’s definition. The word, with the great Lexicographer, signifies nothing but Diversion, Amusement, Play:--but I shall submit to the reader, with a few facts, whether it has not a more serious connexion, or to speak technically, whether it should be Play or Pay. [Illustration: SWEEPSTAKES:--“EVERY JENNY HAS A JOCKEY.”]