Phrenological survey of the head of an ex-chancellor. ...
Lettering continues: "No. 1. Numbers. (Number one) the first person singular I am who doubts it? 2. Adheseveness. With all thy faults, I love thee still. 3. Benevolence. Avaunt - and quit my sight; thy bones are marrowless. Hamlet. 4. Wonder. I wonder why they never offered me the seals. 5. Firmness. A floating peer crossing the river Styx. 6. Hope. Hope told a flattering tale &c. 7. Veneration. But my true love has grown to such excess. Juliet. 8. Combativeness. Down down to hell and say I sent thee there; Shakespere. 9. Self-Esteem. To hold the mirror up to vice was bad with him alas! For drunk he very often was, tho'not before a glass. Lieut. Inoff. ?. Unascertained. That's the organ of my principals HB. The following 'Old connumdrum' is so applicable to the one above we were tempted to print it. I am what I was, which is so much the worse, yet I'm not what I was but quite the reverse, and from morning till night I do nothing but fret, to be what I may be; but still am not yet."