I assure thee I have no inclination to occupy thy time longer than is profitable to us, and therefore I will retire whenever thou shalt signify that my stay is unpleasant to thee.
Magistrate--Why do you wear your hat ?--are you a Quaker?
Quaker--Thou sayest it--but that is not my sole motive for wearing it.

To be plain with thee, I wear it because I chose to do so.

Canst thee tell me of any law which compels me to take it off?
Magistrate--I'll tell you what, friend, I would seriously recommend you to retire from this place as speedily as possible.
Quaker--I take thy advice--farewell.
Thus ended this comical conversation, and the eccentric friend immediately departed in peace.
The brother of the above person attended at the office on Saturday, and stated that the Quaker is insane, that he was proprietor of an extensive farm near Ryegate, in Surrey, for some years; but that in May last his bodily health being impaired, he was confined for some time, and on his recovery it was found that his intellects were affected, and he was put under restraint, but recovered.

Some time since he absconded from Ryegate, and his friends were unable to discover him, until they saw the account of his eccen- tricities in the newspapers.

Mr.Squire was desirous, if he made his appearance again at the office, he should be detained.