Jerrold's Rebuke To A Rude Intruder
Douglas Jerrold and some friends were dining once at a tavern, and had a
private room; but after dinner the landlord, on the plea that the house
was partly under repair, requested permission that a stranger might
take a chop in the apartment, at a separate table. The company gave the
required permission; and the stranger, a man of commonplace aspect, was
brought in, ate his chop in silence, and then fell asleep--snoring so
loudly and discordantly that the conversation could with difficulty be
prosecuted. Some gentleman of the party made a noise; and the stranger,
starting out of his nap, called out to Jerrold, "I know you, Mr. Jerrold,
I know you; but you shall not make a butt of me!" "Then don't bring your
hog's head in here!" was the instant answer of the wit.
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