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Tom Hood, the prince of English wits
discourses about ghosts in the following
facetious familiar manner:


"Ghosts be hanged! No such thing ir
nature; all laid long ago, before the wood
pavements.-What should they come fcri
The colliers may rise for higher wages
and the Chartists may rise for reform, and
Joseph Sturges may rise, and the rising
generation may rise but that the deat
should rise, only TO make ones hair rise, j.
more than ] can credit. Suppose yoursel
a ghost.-Well, if you can come out 0
your grave TO serve friend, how are 20,
to serve lin? and fits an enemy, what
the use Of appearing to him, il you can
pitch into him?" y.