Fleet Street.
_Old Fable._--There is a fable in the _Vicar of Wakefield_ of two brothers,
a dwarf and giant, going out to battle, and sharing the victory but not the
wounds.
There is another, perhaps a sequel to it, which relates that the dwarf,
"tot bellorum superstitem," {156} was choked in the fraternal embrace, with
the sorry consolation that it was "the giant's nature to squeeze hard."
Are these fables wholly modern or not? I have thought that some such are
the key to Juvenal's meaning:
"Malim fraterculus esse gigantis;"
to the ordinary construing of which there are positive objections.