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ITHE ARTS, LITERATURE, &e.

OPINIONS OF THE PRESS.

TVfLIB AND BEQUESTS.

EXT?? LI )HDLVARr SUNDAY REFORM…

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OUR MISCELLANY. .

EXTRACTS FROM "PUNCH" & "FUN."…

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EXTRACTS FROM "PUNCH" & "FUN." -+- STRIKE AWAY, TAILORS Strike away, tailors, you won't hurt me, Nothing care I how dear clothes may be Being provided with store of slops, Purchased in detail at divers shops. Coat, fitting well enough, here I chose- There got a waistcoat—compile my clothes: Look to economy more than show- Trousers obtained at a third depot. Strike away, tailors I know not when I shall have on a new suit again Never, I think, till in one arrayed Not by the hand of a tailor made. Eagerly longing I here remain, Longing for many good things in vain, Good things for money that come at call, Longing for proper dress least of all. Therefore these garments will long endure- Long as my life in this world, I'm sure, Though ten years older I live to be. Strike away, tailors, you won't hurt me SONG. Sting by Dodgc-ero (Colonel T-yl-r) Ü the Burlesque PUiy 0/ The Reform Rovers." It is a most provoking do To think that I was potting 'em— The guileless Dilhvyn and his crew, WThen who should twig us but the hu- morous M.P. for Nottingham- morons M.P. for Nottingham. [Weeps and pulls out a true blue Reform Bill, Gazhrr tenderly at it, he proceeds— Sweet Measure checks of truest blue. They soon had found garrotting 'em. If they had helped to pass you throusL Without detection by the hu- ° j morons M.P. for Nottingham— I morons M.P. for Nottingham. I [At reach repetition of this line Dodge-ero cracks hi? I whip in cadence. j Bah! Ball! As Rarey trotted C'rui- ser, I was calmly trotting 'em, When, hang it who should enter-ii-li,) But that confounded pest-the hu- morous M.P. for Nottingham—. morous M.P. for Nottingham. The very form, in which they drew My words up, clearly spotting 'em, He offered to the House, as scru- tineers—he did indeed, the hu- morous M.P. for Nottingham— morous M.P. for Nottingham. My eyes (with soda corks, it's true, I have a way of dotting 'em At awkward times)—a rare to-do Was thus created by the hu- morous M.P. for Nottillgham- morous M.P. for Nottingham. And since they can't escape the cru- el sentence he's alloting 'em, Their only chance is to abu- se, and heap strong terms upon the hu- morous M.P. for N ottingham- morous M.P. for Nottingham. [During the last stanza Dodge-ero perceives that he has run his head against a wall, so hard as to produce a visible confusion. The curtain drops. PEEPS AT PARIS. PEEP THE SIXTH. Hotels.—If you want to do the grand this year, of course you will go to the best hotel. If you really wish to do the grand go to the Grand and leave without paying. I can imagine no more effective way of "Doing the Grand." Why I say this is because they ar charging such prices. Contrary to all precedent, the higher the room the higher the price. I mean by comparison. Fifth story, sir, and this is no story, 18 francs per diem. Per diem means by the day, and is not French, as I thought it was before I came here. [I just mention this to show you privately why I wanted that circular note sent on at once. This is not necessarily for publication, as tha Times say, but as a guarantee of your good faith.] In one of my pleasant letters to you I mentioned that any Englishman might now find an opportunity to come over here and make an exhibition of himself. I have done more I have executed a marvellous feat of leger- demain the other day I turned into the Exhibition J Shall I add, that I was very neatly turned out ? I will. But let me explain that my turn out was unexception- able brown coat, blue trousers, polished boots, low hat (not French style), and etceterar, etceterar. Your Peeper will give you an insight into the pro- duce herein gathered. I will give you a list, which I drew up before visiting the Exhibition, embodying my ideas of what I expected to see. Shall I say I was disappointed ? I will not. I like the Egsposi-ssiong. Jay ettay lar, "I have been there" and still would go. Crowds this week in Parry but ravenong ar no rnootong, let us return to our mutton, or it will be cold. My list. List, oh list" :— Spain Liquorice. Portugal Onions. Egypt The Sphinx. Bavaria Beer. Wurtemberg' .Nothing Par- ticular. Italy Oil. Chili Pickles. China Cochins. Morocco Slippers. Russia Bear's Grease Sweden Swedenborgians." Turkey Sausages. Brazil .Nuts. Prussia .NeedlesandPrus sian Boots. Poland .Red Boots with Brass Heels. Brass Heels. Bohemia .Bohemian Girla. Japan .Candlesticks. Stam Twins. Japan .Candlesticks. Stam Twins. France .French Polish. England MYSELF. There is a whisper going the round of the most fashionable circles that I am to be appointed on the Jury-commission of the Egsposissiong. As there may be some truth in this, I shall defer my notice of the several departments until the question is settled, as, no doubt, a few of the exhibitors would like to say a word or two to me about their goods. Avdiar ar praysong. P. THE G. NEWS FOR THE NURSERY. We are informed that an enterprising American pub- lisher is about to bring out a volume of nursery litera- ture, in which the stories and rhymes of the exploded old country" will be adapted to the tastes and under- standings of young America. To illustrate this we shaU venture on a version in prose of Humpty Dumpty. Humpty Dumpty sot hisself on a tall rail. Humpty Dumpty dropt off his perch—ker-squash. And all the equipages, and all the liveried menials of an effete monarchical system was just a one-hoss affair as re- garded the sottin' of that unfort'net cuss on that ever- lastin' rail agm' Moral:—The skreekin bird of Freedom what roosts on the zenith, with his head tied up in the star-spangled banner, rather kalklates that monarchy is played out—some

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