Alexandria Daily Gazette, Commercial & Political

Miseries of Human Life.

In a bleak ride--to be kept freezing at the turnpike gate for half an hour, while you fumble in your pocket, with a thick glove on (which you have not courage to take off) for pence to pay: Your fingers being so stupified by the cold, that even without a glove, they could not feel the difference between a handkerchief and a half penny.

At a bad inn-- a very small egg brought to you in a very tall wine glass, at the bottom of which, the egg slips and tumbles about, far below the reach of your fingers and the spoon.

Discovering, at the end of a long and fatiguing journey, that you have involuntarily lightened your travelling carriage by leaving two or three hundred miles behind, the box of letters, papers, account books, &c. which constituted the sole object of your expedition.

Briskly stooping to pick up a lady's fan at the same moment when two other gentlemen are doing the same, and so making a cannon with your head against both of theirs--: and this; without being the happy man after all.

On entering the room, to join an evening party composed of remarkably grave, strict and precise persons, suddenly finding out that you are drunk; and (what is still worse) that the company has shared with you in the discovery--though you thought you were, and fully intended to be rigidly sober.

A perpetual blister--alias, sociable next door neighbour, who has taken a violent affection for you, in return for your no less violent antipathy to him.

A fellow, who after having obliquely applied to you for instructions upon any subject, keeps shewing a restless anxiety to seem already fully informed upon it; perpetually interrupting your answer with--"Yes, Sir--Yes, yes, I know.--true, I am perfectly aware of that--O, of course!"--&c. &c.