F. Swanwick, Once a Week (1861)
“ The amazement of the beholders was, if possible, rendered more intense, when, after the lapse of a few seconds, the identical little girl came bounding from the side of the court-yard—it seemed from among the spectators’ feet—and clasped the juggler round the knees, with every sign of affection, without the slightest marks of having undergone any injury whatever. Credat Judæus Apella, non ego, you say, or ought to say, incredulous reader, but though stranger than fiction, it is none the less true. ”
