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The Anecdotage of Glasgow
The Glasgow Club of the Gegg College


This Glasgow recreation signifies nothing more than the thrusting of absurdities, wholesale and retail, down the throat of some too credulous gaper. Whether the gegy come in the shape of a compliment to the geggee, some egregious piece of butter which would at once be rejected by any mouth more sensitive than that for whose well-known swallow it is intended, or as some wonderful story gravely told with every circumstance of apparent seriousness, but evidently involving some sheer impossibility in the eyes of all but the obtuse individual who is made to suck it in with the eagerness of a starved weanlin, or in whatever other way the gegg may be disguised, the principle of the joke is the same in its essence.

A few individuals particularly skilled in this elegant exercise erected themselves into a club, the sole object of which was the more sedulous and constant cultivation of their peculiar pranks. The club took the name of the Gegg College, and some of the very first men in the city did not disdain to be matriculated in its paltry album. The site of this enlightened university was an obscure tavern, or oyster-house; and here its eminent professors were always to be found at the appointed hours, engaged in communicating their precious lore to a set of willing disciples. Failing the required supply of gullable flats, the members sharpened their wits in more secret conclave among themselves, sparring, as it were, in their gloves. But these sportive exercises lacked the zest of credulous swallow.

But when an uninitiated victim was secured, the solemn triumph of the gegger, and the grim glee of the silent witnesses of his dexterity, whose applause was visible in their sparkling eyes, need not be dilated upon, but had better be left to the imagination of the reader. If the club had a patron saint, it is to be presumed such would be the renowned Baron Munchaussen.


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