John William Strutt, third baron Rayleigh, O.M., F.R.S., sometime president of the Royal society and chancellor of the University of Cambridge / by his son Robert John Strutt, fourth baron Rayleigh.

  • Robert Strutt, 4th Baron Rayleigh
Date:
1924
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Credit: John William Strutt, third baron Rayleigh, O.M., F.R.S., sometime president of the Royal society and chancellor of the University of Cambridge / by his son Robert John Strutt, fourth baron Rayleigh. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Appendix III COLLECTION OF JESTS AND ANECDOTES [selection] A large crowd were assembled in the West for an execution. The sheriff asked the prisoner whether he wished to address them. “ No,” said he, “ I don’t care to.” On which another man got up saying that he would like to speak. Sheriff to prisoner : “ This is your show. Have you any objec¬ tion ? ” No,” said the prisoner, “ I don’t object; but hang me first.” A lady asked a visitor whether he cared much for Botticelli. “ I don’t care about it,” he said ; “ in fact I like Chianti better.” After they had left, his friend said to him : “You made a precious fool of yourself over Botticelli. Don’t you know that Chianti is a wine and Botticelli a cheese ? ” Priest (to Irishman, who had stolen a pig from Widow Maloney, at confession) : “ Ah, Paddy, think of the time when you meet Widow M. and the pig at the day of judgment.”—“And will the pig be there, your reverence ? —“ Yes, Paddy, and what will you have to say to Widow M. then 1 ”—“ I’ll say—Widow Maloney, there’s your pig.” A Dublin carman conveying an English sightseer pointed out the Post Office with its four statues outside. “ And what are the four figures ? ”—“ The Apostles, your honour.” “ But I always thought there were twelve Apostles.” “ Sure, the other eight are inside, sorting the epistles.” Lefanu tells of a child who called for his mother. “ Come quick, here is Tom up to his ankles in the bog.” “ That won’t hurt him,” was the reply. “ But he is the wrong way up, mother.” Saying attributed to Edison. Genius is ten per cent, inspiration, and the rest perspiration.