AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF 



in religious matters ; and I wrote a paper for the 

 Examiner, in which I predicted that the game 

 would shortly be up for ever with the Dutch flag. I 

 went into the large square at Bruges to see the 

 Belgians engage their enemies. As the balls whistled 

 on all sides, I thought I might as well live to see 

 the row another day; so, observing a door half open, 

 I felt much inclined to get under cover : but, just 

 as I arrived at the threshold, a fat old dame shut 

 the door full in my face. Thank you, old lady, said I : 

 " Felix quam faciunt aliena pericula cautam." The 

 reader, I fear, is now pretty well tired with these 

 Memoirs. They will soon be concluded. He can- 

 not fail to have discovered what has been my ruling 

 propensity through life. I crave a little more in- 

 dulgence, as I am anxious to say a few words 

 relative to the Wanderings. 



Wouralia, the ass mentioned in that work, is still 

 alive, and in good health. Supposing that she was 

 in her third year at the time that she was sent to 

 me from London, by the present Duke of Northum- 

 berland, then Lord Percy, she must now be seven 

 and twenty years old. She was inoculated with the 

 wourali poison, and restored to health by artificial 

 respiration. Mr. Sewell is satisfied that this Indian 

 poison is capable of curing the dreadful malady 

 caused by the bite of a mad dog. Would it not be 

 well to make the experiment on some person who 

 is just about to sink under the virulence of that 

 disease, and when the case has been declared utterly 

 hopeless by the faculty who surround the bed of the 

 dying man ? I have a good supply of the real ori- 



