THE SNUBBED PROFESSIONAL'S VADE MECUM.

_Question._ You consider yourself neglected because, I presume, the

public do not appreciate you at your proper value?

_Answer._ That is, indeed, the case, and for further particulars I refer

you to a recent correspondence in the _Pall Mall Gazette_.

_Q._ Is it not necessary that you should acquire an immense amount of

knowledge to undertake the duties of your profession worthily?

_A._ Certainly; and we welcome any kind of safeguard that will protect

the public against fraud and imposture.

_Q._ Then you consider your profession very seriously?

_A._ Undoubtedly. It is the most important profession in the world; not

a man, woman, or child exists who has not derived some benefit from its

exercise.

_Q._ If I am not mistaken, you ought to be educated at Oxford or

Cambridge to do full justice to your opportunities?

_A._ Certainly; upon the foundation of a school training at either Eton,

Westminster, Rugby, or Harrow.

_Q._ Ought you not to take up human and comparative anatomy?

_A._ As a matter of course, combined with physiology and chemistry.

_Q._ But does every professor of your art follow this routine of work?

_A._ Those who are of the greater worth. There are outsiders who assume

our noble name and yet know nothing of our special subject.

_Q._ Besides the studies you have mentioned, are there any others

necessary to the formation of a man of your special attainments?

_A._ Well, it would be well for an operator to understand metallurgy and

mechanics.

_Q._ And have you to cultivate the graces of the person?

_A._ Certainly; you must be of a pleasing and courteous presence. You

must be fitted by nature and art to obtain the confidence of those who

pay you a professional visit. You must be tender and true. You must be

able to converse on every subject under the sun, and distract the

attention of a sufferer from his pains by causing him to listen to your

anecdotes.

_Q._ It seems, then, you must be an admirable Crichton?

_A._ Well, yes, in a small way.

_Q._ Then what are you called? May I put down an archbishop, or a Lord

Chief Justice, or a Prime Minister?

_A._ No, neither. I do not aspire to be a person of so much importance.

_Q._ Then what are you?

_A._ Why, merely a dentist!

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At the Fancy Ball.

"Do look at that huge woman dancing with Uncle BOB. What is she? A

Quakeress?"

"H'm! rather an Earth-quakeress, I should fancy!"

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