A TRAGEDY ON THE GREAT NORTHERN

Scene—A third-class carriage. Time—Three hours before the next station. Dramatis Personæ—Jones and Robinson.

"It's the last!—and it's a Tändstickor. It'll only strike on the box!"

"Strike it on the box, then;—but for Heaven's sake, be careful!"

"Yes; but, like a fool, I've just pitched the box out of window!"

Passenger (in second class). "I think I've got into the wrong carriage."

Ticket Inspector (sternly). "The difference must be paid!"

Passenger (triumphantly). "Oh, just so! Then I'll trouble you for three shillings—I've a first-class ticket!"