sydney Smith



One evening when Sidney Smith was drinking tea with Mrs. Austin

the servant entered the crowded room with a boiling tea-kettle

in his hand. It seemed doubtful, nay, impossible, he should

make his way among the numerous gossips--but on the first

approach of the steaming kettle the crowd receded on all

sides, Mr. Smith among the rest, though carefully watching the

progress of the lad to the table.



I declare, said he, addressing Mrs. Austin, a man who wishes

to make his way in life could do no better than go through the

world with a boiling tea-kettle in his hand.--Life of Rev.

Sydney Smith.





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