“Then comes Mrs. Wiseacre, that renowned law-giver, who lavishes her advice on all who will receive it, without hope of fee or reward, except that of being thought wiser than anybody else. But, like many more deserving characters, she meets with nothing but ingratitude in return; and the wise sentences that are for ever hovering around her pursed up mouth have only served to render her insupportable. This is her mode of proceeding—’ If I might presume to advise, Lady Emily;’ or, ’If my opinion could be supposed to have any weight;’ or ’If my experience goes for anything;’ or, ’I’m an old woman now, but I think I know something of the world;’ or, ’If a friendly hint of mine would be of any service: —then when very desperate, it is, ’However averse I am to obtrude my advice, yet as I consider it my duty, I must for once;’ or, ’It certainly is no affair of mine, at the same time I must just observe,’ etc. etc. I don’t say that she insists, however, upon your swallowing all the advice she crams you with; for, provided she has the luxury of giving it, it can make little difference how it is taken; because whatever befals you, be it good or bad, it is equally a matter of exultation to her. Thus she has the satisfaction of saying, ’If poor Mrs. Dabble had but followed my advice, and not have taken these pills of Dr. Doolittle’s, she would have been alive to-day, depend upon it;’ or, ’If Sir Thomas Speckle had but taken advantage of a friendly hint I threw out some time ago, about the purchase of the Drawrent estate, he might have been a man worth ten thousand a year at this moment;’ or, ’If Lady Dull hadn’t been so infatuated as to neglect the caution I gave her about Bob Squander, her daughter might have been married to Nabob Gull.’