COMPLIMENTS OF THE SEASON.
Squire (who interests himself with the Moral and Material Condition of his Peasantry). "Hullo, Woodruff! what an Eye you've got! How did you get that?!"
Labourer. "O, it's nawthin' Partic'lar, Sir. Last Night—at the White 'Art, Sir. But—(in extenuation)—Chrishmash Time, Sir—on'y Once a Year!"