THE COUNTRY CLERGYMAN. 



like other persons. The consequence was, that he 

 was ever getting into some scrape or other, now 

 and then meeting, with occurrences sufficiently ludi- 

 crous, and at times with others of a more serious 

 description. On one occasion he arrived at a town 

 where a celebrated triennial music-meeting was 

 held. On alighting from his horse at an inn where 

 he was well known, and with his usual good ap- 

 petite, he was told that every sitting-room was 

 engaged. The doctor was too hungry to attend to 

 this. He opened the first door he saw, and on 

 entering the room found a gentleman just sitting 

 down to dinner. He made his wants known to 

 him, and requested his permission to join him at 

 his meal. This was readily granted, and some 

 addition to it having been ordered by the doctor, 

 who called out to the waiter in the words of Master 

 Shallow, ' Some pigeons, Davy ; a couple of short 

 ' legg'd hens, and any pretty tiny kickshaws, tell 

 * the cook,' they sat down together. When Dr. 

 Hunt thought proper, he could draw forth an ex- 

 traordinary fund of entertainment. This was the 

 case now, and he delighted his companion with 

 powerful and uncommon remarks on men, books, 

 and passing events, which shewed the great depth 

 of his learning, and the acuteness of his observa- 

 tions. Sometimes he punned, or told a witty story, 

 but in the midst of it he did not forget to help 

 himself to a large slice of salmon. He apologized 



