A silly Assthete once determined to make a braying tour through the Provinces, so as to display his wonderful Mind. But his friends told him that the public would consider it a brazen Performance unless he presented a Certificate of Sanity and Respectability from some Respectable Almamater. So, meeting a venerable and discreet Almamater one day, he silly suggested that her Appearance would be greatly improved if she had but a Statue or two about her, adding that he himself happened to have one with him which he would only be too happy if she would condescend, etc.
But the Almamater rejoined that she had been there before, and that she had just received a large Invoice from the Archaeological Institute, and therefore regretted that she felt compelled, etc.
"Good-day to you," exclaimed the Assthete, who thereupon turned and trotted away to a New Haven of Refuge for the Feeble minded and Insane.
Moral. - Charges for Ax-grinding have Raised.