FEEBLE JOHN: 89

was, who had his great fall with this fatal result
because he sat discontentedly kicking his
heels against the wall, and complaining of his
hump, instead of taking sensible measures to
get rid of it. However, you are a different
sort of fellow, and will probably have a
different fate. No two fellows have the same
fate. There are so many fates, that there
are plenty for everybody to have a separate
one all to himself. Always remember that,
and look after your own fate without inter-
fering too much with the fates of other people.
These are the words of wisdom, and now
listen to me with both your ears. When
poor old Humpty Dumpty perished in the
manner to which I have just alluded, his
hump naturally tumbled off and rolled away.
It was almost immediately discovered by a
Cock Robin, who, being an honest kind of
fellow, would doubtless have restored it to
the rightful owner if there had been any of
him left. But as all the King’s men and
horses had failed to put his pieces together
again as they were before, it was hopeless
for a Cock Robin to think of such a thing,
and I do not know what might have been
the result, if the Prince of the hump-backed