"Friday!" echoed Mrs. You think you will. ” She pointed to the envelope still resting upon the mantelpiece. And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict. "Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. " By another—the no less facetious Ned Ward—it was termed, "A costly college for a crack-brained society, raised in a mad age, when the chiefs of the city were in a great danger of losing their senses, and so contrived it the more noble for their own reception; or they would never have flung away so much money to so foolish a purpose. Nor my grandfathers both.
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