ABSTRACT
We happened to open this little book in so pleasant a mood, that we almost felt our judgment might be somewhat improperly biassed in the estimate of its intrinsic merits. We had not, however, perused many pages before we discovered that our self-suspicions were wholly groundless. Wretched taste, poverty of thought, and unintelligible phraseology, for some time appeared its only characteristics. There was nothing, perhaps, which more provoked our spleen than the want of a glossary; for, without such an assistance, how could we perceive the fitness and beauty of such words as—crizzling—sliveth—whinneys—greening—tootles—croodling—hings—progged—spindling—siling—shuttles, 207&c. &c.
