SUGGESTIVE
Dissipated Ballad Howler. "Sweet spirit, 'ear my prayer!"
A Corrector of the Press.—A policeman at a crowded crossing.
Never on its Legs.—The most constant faller in the metropolis: the Strand, because it is always being picked up.
The Markets.—There was a good deal of liveliness in hops, and a party of strangers, who seemed to act together, took off the contents of all the pockets they could lay hold of. There was little doing in corn, and what barley came in was converted into barley-water for a large consumer. Peas were distributed freely in small samples through the market, by means of tin tubes; and as usual there was a good deal of roguery in grain, which it was found necessary to guard against.
The Fortnightly Review.—The account day on the Stock Exchange.
A Regular Make-shift.—The sewing machine.
City Intelligence.—We read, in a great aldermanic authority, that "a dinner is on the tapis." The tapis alluded to is, of course, Gob'lin?
