"He was indeed our last great man--Ultimus Romanorum.

I have myself read his work, which he called Coll Gwynfa, the Loss of the place of Bliss--an admirable translation, sir; highly poetical, and at the same time correct." "Did you know him ?" said I.
"I had not the honour of his acquaintance," said the doctor--"but, sir, I am happy to say that I have made yours." The landlady now began to talk to me about dinner, and presently went out to make preparations for that very important meal.

I had a great deal of conversation with the doctor, whom I found a person of great and varied information, and one who had seen a vast deal of the world.

He was giving me an account of an island in the West Indies, which he had visited, when a boy coming in, whispered into his ear; whereupon, getting up he said: "Sir, I am called away.

I am a country surgeon, and of course an accoucheur.