MISUNDERSTOOD.
Little Girl. "Oh, Mamma, I'm so glad you had such a pleasant Dinner at the Vicarage. And—who took you in?"
Mother. "Who took Me in, dear Child! No man ever took Me in. Not even your dear Father; for when I married him, I knew all his Faults!"
The Mellor of the C.
Air—"The Miller of the Dee."
There was a jolly Mellor,
The Chairman of Com-mittee;
They worried him from noon till night—
"No lark is this!" sighed he;
And this the burden of his song
For ever seems to be,
"I care for e-ve-rybody,—why
Does nobody care for me?"
Vestries, Please Copy!—Sir Richard Temple has announced a reduction of the School-Board Rate by a farthing in the pound. May he never become a ruined Temple owing to such economies! The Rate-payers will be grateful for even a fraction of a penny, so long as it is not an improper fraction. This sort of saving is far better than squabbling over Theology. Says Mr. Punch to Schoolboardmen, "Rate the public lightly, and don't rate each other at all!"
New Sarum Version of "Derry Down."—"Derry up! up! Up, Derry, up!"
Poor Letter H.
Scene—Undergraduate's Room in St. Boniface's College, Oxford. Breakfast time.
Servant. I see, Sir, you don't like the butter. Summer hair will get to it this 'ot weather.
Testy Undergrad. Confound it, Luker, I don't mind the—ahem—hair, but kindly let me have my butter bald the next time!
[He had swallowed a hair.
Under the Great Seal is a new work by Mr. Joseph Hatton. The Busy Baron hath not yet had time to read it, but, from answers given to his "fishing interrogatories," he gathers that international piscatorial questions are ably discussed in the work. Joseph has lost a chance in not dedicating it to Seale-Hayne, M.P., and, instead of being brought out by Hutchinson & Co., it ought to have been published by Seeley. However, even Josephus Hattonensis can't think of everything, though he does write on most things.