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Cos. Is it come to this?

Bru. You say you are a better soldier;
Let it appear so; make your vaunting true,
And k shall please me well. For mine own part.
I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

Cot. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus;
I said an elder soldier, not a better.
Did I say better 1

Bru. If you did, Tcare not.

Cos. When Caesar lived, he durst not thus have moved me
Bru. Peace, peace! you durst not so have tempted him.
Cos. I durst not?
. Bru. No.
Cos. What! durst not tempt him 1
Bru. For your life you durst not.
Cos. Do not presume too much upon my love.
1 may do that I shall be sorry for.

Bru. You have done that you should be sorry for.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats;
For I am armed so strong in honesty,
That they pass by me as the idle wind,

For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ; —
For I can raise no money by vile means:
I had rather coin my heart,

And drop my blood for drachmas,47 than to wring

From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash

Bj any indirection. I did send

To yju for gold to pay my legions;

Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius?

Should I have answered Caius Cassius so?

When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,

To lock such rascal counters from his friends,

Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts,

Dash him to pieces!

Cos. I denied you not.

Bru. You did.

Cos. I did not: he was but a fool That brought my answer back. Brutus hath rived my heart A friend should bear a friend's infirmities; But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

Bru. I do not, till you practice them on me.

Cos. You love me not.

Bru. I do not like your faults.

Cos. A friendly eye could never see such faults.

Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they do appear
As huge as high Olympus.

Cos. Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come!
Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius;
For Cassius is a-weary of the world —
Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother


I did send to you

Checked like a bondman; all his faults observed,

Set in a note-book, learned and conned by rote,

To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep

My spirit from my eyes ! — There is my dagger,

And here my naked breast; within, a heart

Dearer than Plutus'141 mine, richer than gold;

If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth:

I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart.

Strike as thou didst at Caesar; for I know,

When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better

Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.

Bru. Sheathe your dagger:
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope:
Do what you will, dishonor shall be humor.
O, Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb,
That carries anger as the flint bears fire;
Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark,
And straight is cold again.

Cos. Hath Cassius lived
To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus,
When grief and blood ill-tempered vexeth him?

Bru. When I spoke that, I was ill-tempered too.

Cos. Do you confess so much % Give me your hand

Bru. And my heart, too. —

Cos. O, Brutus!

Bru. What's the matter?

Cos. Have you not love enough to bear with me,
When that rash humor which my mother gave me
Makes me forgetful?

Bru. Yes, Cassius; and, henceforth,
When you are over-earnest with your Brutus,
He '11 think your mother chides, and leave you so.



In France, tobacco has long been a monopoly H — and a very productive one — in the hands of government. This fact shonld be borne in mind U. reading the following satirical remarks by a French writer against the use of tobacco.

1. There is a family of poisonous plants, amongst which we may notice the henbane, the datura stramonium, and the tobaccoplant. The tobacco-plant is perhaps a little less poisonous than the datura, but it is more so than the henbane, which is a violent poison. Here is the tobacco-plant, as fine a plant as you can wish tc gee. It grows to the height of six feet; and from the centre of a tuft of leaves, of a beautiful green, shoot out elegant and graceful •lusters of pink flowers.

2. For a long while the tobacco-plant grew unknown and solitary in the wilds of America. The savages to whom we had given brandy gave us in exchange tobacco, with the smoke of which they used to intoxicate themselves on grand occasions. The intercourse between the two worlds began by this amiable interchange of poisons.

3. Those who first thought of putting tobacco-dust up their noses were first laughed at, and then persecuted more or less. James I. of England wrote against snuff-takers a book entitled Misocapnos." Some years later, Pope Urban VIII. excommunicated" all persons who took snuff in churches. The Empress Elizabeth thought it necessary to add something to the penalty of excommunication pronounced against those who used the black dust during divine service, and authorized the beadles" to confiscate84 the snuff-boxes to their own use. Amurath IV. forbade the use of snuff, under pain of having the nose cut off.

4. No useful plant could have withstood such attacks. If before this invention a man had been found to say, " Let us seek the means of filling the coffers of the state by a voluntary tax; let us set about selling something which everybody will like to do without: in America there is a plant essentially poisonous' if from its leaves you extract an empyreumatic" oil, a single drop of it will cause an animal to die in horrible convulsions: suppose we offer this plant for sale chopped up or reduced to a powder: we will sell it very dear, and tell people to stuff the powder up their noses"

5. "That is to say," might a hearer remark, "I suppose you will force them to do so by law?"

6. "Not a bit of it; I spoke of a voluntary tax. As to the portion we chop up, we will tell them to inhale it, and swallow a little of the smoke from it besides."

7. "But it will kill them"

8. "No; they will become rather pale, perhaps feel giddy, spit blood, and suffer from colics, or have pains in the chest; that's all. Besides, you know, although it has been often said that habit is second nature, people are not yet aware how completely man resembles the knife of which the blade first and thea the handle had been changed two or three times. In man there is sometimes no nature left; nothing but habit remains. People will become like Mithridates,M who had learnt to live on poisons.

9. "The first time that a man will smoke he will feel sickness, nausea, giddiness, and colics; but that will go off by degrees, and in time he will get so accustomed to it that he will only feel such symptoms now an I then,— when he smokes tobacco that is particularly bad, or too strong, or when he is not well, and in five or six other cases. Those who take it in powder will sneeze, have a disagreeable smell, lose the sense of smelling, and establish in their nose a sort of perpetual blister."

10. "Then, I suppose it smells very nice?"

11. "Quite the reverse. It has a very unpleasant smell; but, as I said, we '11 sell it very dear, and reserve to ourselves the monop'oly" of it."

12. "My good friend," one would have said to any one absurd enough to hold a similar language, "nobody will envy you the privilege of selling a weed that no one will care to buy. You might as well open a shop and write on it, Kicks sold here; or, Such-a-one sells blows, wholesale and retail. You would find as many customers as for your poisonous weed."

13. Well, who would have believed that the first speaker was right, and that the tobacco speculation would answer perfectly? The Kings of France have written no satires against snuff, have had no noses to cut off, no snuff-boxes confiscated. Far from it They have sold tobacco, laid an im'post on noses, and given snuffboxes, with their portraits on the lid and diamonds all round, to poets. This little trade has brought them in I don't know how many millions a year. The potato was far more difficult to popularize, and has still some adversaries.



Franklin. Eh! O! eh! What have I done to merit thes* cruel sufferings?

Gout. Many things; you have ate and drunk too freely, and too much indulged those legs of yours in their indolence.

Framklin. What is it that accuses me?

Gout. It is I, even I, the gout.

Franklin. What! my enemy in person?

Gout. No, not your enemy.

Franklin. I repeat it, — my enemy: for you would not only torment my body to death, but ruin my good name. You reproach me as a glutton and tippler; now, all the world that knows mo will allow that I am neither the one nor the other.

Gout. The world may think as it pleases: it is always very com plaisant to itself, and sometimes to its friends; but I very well know that the quantity of meat and drink proper for a man who takes a reasonable degree of exercise would be too much for another, who never takes any.

Franklin. I take — Eh! O ! — as much exercise — Eh !—*> I can, Madam Gout You know my sedentary state, and on tha: account, it would seem, Madam Gout, as if you might spare me <t little, seeing it is not altogether my own fault.

Gout. Not a jot! your rhetorio and your politeness art thrown away; your apology avails nothing. If your situation ii. life is a sedentary one, your amusements, your recreations, a: least, phould be active. But let us examine your course of lift. "While the mornings are long, and you have leisure to go abroad what do you? Why, instead of gaining an appetite for breakfast by salutary exercise, you amuse yourself with books, parallels, or newspapers ; you eat an inordinate breakfast; immediately afterward you sit down to write at your desk, or converse on business. Thus the time passes till one, without any kind of bodily exercise. What is your practice after dinner? To be fixed down to chess, for two or three hours! What can be expected from such a course of living, but a body replete with stagnant humors, ready to fall a prey to all kinds of dangerous maladies, if I, the gout, did not occasionally bring you relief by agitating these humors, and so purifying or dissipating them? Fie, then, Mr. Franklin! But amidst my instructions I had almost forgot to administer my wholesome corrections: so take that twinge, — and that!

Franklin. 0! eh! O !— O-o-o-o! As much instruction as you please, Madam Gout, and as many reproaches, but pray, madam, a truce with your corrections!

Gout. No, sir, no; I will not abate a particle of what is s^ taiuch for your good, — therefore —

Franklin. O! eh-h-h! — It is not fair to say I take no exercise, when I do very often, going out to dine, and returning in my carriage.

Gout. That, of all imaginary exercise, is the most slight and insignificant, if you allude to the motion of a carriage suspended on springs. By observing the degree of heat obtained by differ ent kinds of motion, we may form an estimate of the quantity of exercise given by each. Thus, for example, if you turn out to walk in whiter with cold feet, in an hour's time you will be in & glow all over; ride on horseback, the same effect will scarcely bo perceived by four hours' round trotting; but if you loll in a carriage, such as you have mentioned, you may travel all day, and gladly enter the last inn to warm your feet by a fire. Flattei yourself, then, no longer, that half an hour's ailing in your carriage deserves the name of exercise. Providence has appointed few to roll in carriages, while he has given to all a pair of legs, which are machines infinitely more commodious and serviceable

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