At last, however, I must absolutely punish my pocket, and indulge my inclinations by a short respite from toil.

The doctors--sworn friends, you know, to the lawyers, since they make common cause against mankind--have peremptorily ordered me to lie by, and to try a short course of air, exercise, social amusements, and the waters of Bath.

Fortunately this is vacation time, and I can afford to lose a few weeks of emolument, in order, perhaps, to secure many years of life.

I purpose, then, early next week, repairing to that melancholy reservoir of the gay, where persons dance out of life and are fiddled across the Styx.

In a word, I shall make one of the adventurers after health who seek the goddess at King Bladud's pump- room.