James Ferguson and his wife led a cat-and-dog life, and she is not once
alluded to in the philosopher's autobiography. About the year 1750, one
evening, while he was delivering to a London audience a lecture on
astronomy, his wife entered the room in a passion, and maliciously
overturned several pieces of the apparatus; when all the notice Ferguson
took of the catastrophe was the observation to the audience--"Ladies and
gentlemen, I have the misfortune to be married to this woman."
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