FERVOUR IN THE FOG
Unpromising Individual (suddenly—his voice vibrating with passion).
"She's moy unney;
Oim 'er joy!"
"Ah!" exclaimed, enthusiastically, a hairdresser's assistant who had been out for a holiday. "'Ind 'Ead, in Surrey! That's the place for hair!"
The Real London Pride.—We know an inveterate Cockney who declares that London milk beats the country milk, and beats it "by many chalks."
Good Paper for Deaf Cockneys.—The 'Earer.
The Musical Coster Craze.—Customer. Have you a copy of Costa's Eli?
Shopman. No, sir; we have none of Chevalier's songs.
"I say, 'Arry, don't we look frights!"
"I say, Bill, oo was this 'ere Nelson as everybody wos a talkin' about?" "Why, 'e was the chap as turned the French out of Trafalgar Square!"
"Bill, can you lend me twopence?"
"Wot a silly question to arst! Why, if I 'ad twopence, wot 'ud I be doin' standin' outside a public 'ouse?"