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Mr. Wise : ' All right ; I am glad to hear it, for they 

 tells me that's not quite so easy a job as it used to be. 

 Now, I've known your father many years, and have 

 drove you many a mile, and I want to ask you a bit of a 

 favour : Will you be so good as to explain to me a little bit 

 about that there Trinity ? ' 



Young Divine : ' Why, that is not exactly a subject 

 for a coach-box, Wise, and perhaps I might not make 

 you comprehend it clearly without entering more fully 

 into it.' 



Mr. Wise : ' Why, to tell you the truth, sir, I have 

 thought a good deal myself about that there Trinity, and 

 never could understand it ; but I don't know how it is, 

 / never meets three in a gig that I clout think of it ! ' 



I am not surprised at the propensity to make use of 

 technical language by those who are daily employed in 

 the same occupation or art, and can therefore easily 

 reconcile the parallel between the Trinity and the gig. 

 I had not a bad specimen of this about two years back, 

 when addressing a coachman whom I had not seen for 

 some years : 



' How do you do, ? ' 



' Quite well, thank ye, sir, glad to see you so well.' 



' I am very well, I thank you, and very glad to see 

 you on so good a coach! 



' Oh, sir, the coach is no great things.' 



' Come, come ! forty miles of night work, and no 

 guard, can't be much amiss.' 



' Why, sir, to be sure we do 7uake tongue and buckle 

 meet, and that's all.' 



