The Blotted Escutcheon and the Soiled Ermine
The Blotted Escutcheon and the Soiled Ermine
A Blotted Escutcheon,
rising to a question of privilege, said: “Mr. Speaker, I wish to hurl back an
allegation and explain that the spots upon me are the natural markings of one
who is a direct descendant of the sun and a spotted fawn. They come of no
accident of character, but inhere in the divine order and constitution of
things.” When the Blotted Escutcheon had resumed his seat a Soiled Ermine rose
and said: “Mr. Speaker, I have heard with profound attention and entire
approval the explanation of the honourable member, and wish to offer a few remarks
on my own behalf. I, too, have been foully calumniated by our ancient
enemy, the Infamous Falsehood, and I wish to point out that I am made of the
fur of the Mustela maculata, which is dirty from birth.”
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