The present scribe has often done so.
And if by a happy fluke you should some day hit upon a really good thing of your own—good enough to be quoted—be sure it will come back to you after many days prefaced "as Antony once said."
And these jokes are so good-natured that you almost resent their being made at anybody's expense but your own—never from Antony
"The aimless jest that striking has caused pain,
The idle word that he'd wish back again!"
Indeed, in spite of his success, I don't suppose he ever made an enemy in his life.
And here, let me add (lest there be any doubt as to his identity), that he is now tall and stout and strikingly handsome, though rather bald—and such an aristocrat in bearing, aspect, and manner that you would take him for a blue-blooded descendant of the crusa
