VIÆ ANTIQUÆ.
It is pleasant to make honourable mention, in Mr. Punch's columns, of anything bearing the name of Jerrold. The latest appearance of this name is in conjunction with that of Gustave Doré—a household word. Two artists have been making a pilgrimage through London together, and each, with his own implement, is recording his experiences, the result to be a beautiful book, whereof an inviting specimen has appeared. Mr. Punch is glad to welcome a new memorial of Augusta Trinobantum, especially as that city is being so rapidly "improved," especially in the parts most likely to attract the eye of M. Doré, that it will soon be all as colourless as a Boulevard or Regent Street. If Mr. Jerrold will show M. Doré anything that shall call out the power lavished on the houses in the pictures to a certain book of Contes, the two will do the good deed of apprising posterity that London was the production of architects, and not of excessively respectable contractors for building purposes.