kindness; who will read him news, recount him gossip, play backgammon or
cribbage, knit him comfortables, make him jellies, and repay by
affectionate solicitude and unselfish attentions the unmeaning,
heartless, worthless admiration which he bestowed upon them in his
better days.--_New Monthly Magazine_.

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THE ANECDOTE GALLERY.


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OTHELLO.


On the crew of the Flora being treated to see _Othello_ at the
Portsmouth Theatre, Cassio's silly speech proved an exquisite relish to
the audience, where he apostrophizes heaven, "Forgive us our sins," and
endeavours to persuade his companion that he is sober. "Do not think,
gentlemen, I am drunk? this is my Ancient: this is my right hand, and
this is my left hand: I am not drunk now." "No, not _you_," roared a
Jack, who no doubt would have been a willing witness in Cassio's
defence, had he been brought to the gangway for inebriety. "I can stand
well enough," continued the representative of Cassio. "Then, hang it!
why don't you walk the _plank_ at once, and prove yourself sober?"
vociferated a long-tailed wag, determined not to slip this opportunity