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(Another Irish lunatic always lost himself and insisted on looking for himself under the bed.)

Author not traced.

These are true stories but localized—another injustice to Ireland!

When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

(Much Ado About Nothing.)

Pointz. Come, your reason, Jack,—your reason.

Falstaff. Give you a reason on compulsion! If reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I.

(1 Henry IV, ii, 4.)

Reason needs to be given its old pronunciation, “raison” (or raisin) in order to understand Falstaff’s pun.

Still I cannot believe in clairvoyance—because the thing is impossible.

Samuel Rogers, 1763-1855 (Table Talk).

Rogers mentions some remarkable facts about the clairvoyant, Alexis, and ends with this convincing argument. Apart from clairvoyance (of which I know nothing), Rogers would no doubt have made a similar reply if some prophet had foretold that men would one day communicate with each other by wireless telegraphy; and the same effective argument is to-day opposed by many to the evidence that the dead communicate with the living.