Writing in an annual." "I do, my lord," said he, with benignant _hauteur._ "It appears every month--_The Polytechnic."_ "I thought so! you are polysyllabic, Saunders; _en route!"_ "In this hallucination I find it difficult to participate; associated from infancy with the aristocracy, I shrink, like the sensitive plant, from contact with anything vulgar." "I see! I begin to understand you, Saunders.

Order the dog-cart, and Wordsworth's mare for leader; we'll give her a trial.

You are an ass, Saunders." "Yes, my lord; I will order Robert to tell James to come for your lordship's commands about your lordship's vehicles.

(What could he intend by a recent observation of a discourteous character ?)" His lordship soliloquized.
"I never observed it before, but Saunders is an ass! La Johnstone is one of Nature's duchesses, and she has made me know some poor people that will be richer than the rich one day; and she has taught me that honey is to be got from bank-notes--by merely giving them away." Among the objects of charity Lord Ipsden discovered was one Thomas Harvey, a maker and player of the violin.

This man was a person of great intellect; he mastered every subject he attacked.