Social Agonies.
Anxious Musician (in a whisper, to Mrs. Lyon Hunter's butler). "Where's my cello?"
Butler (in stentorian tones, to the room). "Signor Weresmicello!"
Brown. "Pity Jones has lost—his figure!"
Robinson. "Not lost, but gone before!"
Enthusiastic Briton (to seedy American, who has been running down all our national monuments). "But even if our Houses of Parliament 'aren't in it,' as you say, with the Masonic Temple of Chicago, surely, sir, you will admit the Thames Embankment, for instance——"
Seedy American. "Waal, guess I don't think so durned much of your Thames Embankment, neither. It rained all the blarmed time the night I slep on it."
A Professional View of Things.—Old Paynter never neglects any opportunity for advancing art. Every evening he has the cloth drawn.
Beverage for a Musician.—Thorough bass.
Poetical Licence.—A music-hall's.
Turf Reform.—Mowing your lawn.
A Monster Meeting..—A giant and a dwarf.
The Soaker's Paradise.—Dropmore.
BRADBURY, AGNEW, & CO. LD., PRINTERS, LONDON AND TONBRIDGE.