the Monthly Rag-bag and Stolen Miscellany,
intense mortification
ensued, with a fatal result. The chief laid down his notions of
the law to his brother justices, who
unanimously replied, "Jest
so." The chief rejoined, that no man should jest so without being
punished for it, and charged for the prisoner, who was acquitted,
and the pun ordered to be burned by the
sheriff. The bound
volumewas forfeited as a deodand, but not claimed.
People that make puns are like
wanton boys that put coppers on the
railroad tracks. They amuse themselves and other children, but
their little trick may upset a
freight train of conversation for
the sake of a battered witticism.
I will thank you, B. F., to bring down two books, of which I will
mark the places on this slip of paper. (While he is gone, I may
say that this boy, our land-lady's youngest, is called BENJAMIN
FRANKLIN, after the
celebratedphilosopher of that name. A highly
merited compliment.)
I wished to refer to two
eminent authorities. Now be so good as to
listen. The great moralist says: "To
trifle with the vocabulary
which is the
vehicle of social
intercourse is to tamper with the
currency of human
intelligence. He who would
violate the
sanctities of his mother tongue would
invade the recesses of the
paternal till without
remorse, and repeat the
banquet of Saturn
without an indigestion."
And, once more, listen to the
historian. "The Puritans hated puns.
The Bishops were notoriously addicted to them. The Lords Temporal
carried them to the verge of license. Majesty itself must have its
Royal quibble. 'Ye be burly, my Lord of Burleigh,' said Queen
Elizabeth, 'but ye shall make less stir in our realm than my Lord
of Leicester.' The gravest
wisdom and the highest
breeding lent
their
sanction to the practice. Lord Bacon playfully declared
himself a
descendant of 'Og, the King of Bashan. Sir Philip
Sidney, with his last
breath, reproached the soldier who brought
him water, for
wasting a casque full upon a dying man. A courtier,
who saw Othello performed at the Globe Theatre, remarked, that the
blackamoor was a brute, and not a man. 'Thou hast reason,' replied
a great Lord, 'according to Plato his
saying; for this be a two-
legged animal WITH feathers.' The fatal habit became universal.
The language was corrupted. The
infection spread to the national
conscience. Political double-
dealings naturally grew out of verbal
double meanings. The teeth of the new
dragon were sown by the
Cadmus who introduced the
alphabet of equivocation. What was
levity in the time of the Tudors grew to regicide and revolution in
the age of the Stuarts."
Who was that
boarder that just whispered something about the
Macaulay-flowers of
literature? - There was a dead silence. - I
said
calmly, I shall
henceforth consider any
interruption by a pun
as a hint to change my boarding-house. Do not plead my example.
If I have used any such, it has been only as a Spartan father would
show up a
drunken helot. We have done with them.
- If a
logical mind ever found out anything with its logic? - I
should say that its most
frequent work was to build a PONS ASINORUM
over chasms which
shrewd people can bestride without such a
structure. You can hire logic, in the shape of a
lawyer, to prove
anything that you want to prove. You can buy treatises to show
that Napoleon never lived, and that no battle of Bunker-hill was
ever fought. The great minds are those with a wide span, which
couple truths
related to, but far removed from, each other.
Logicians carry the surveyor's chain over the track of which these
are the true explorers. I value a man
mainly for his primary
relations with truth, as I understand truth, - not for any
secondary artifice in handling his ideas. Some of the sharpest men