ADVERTISEMENT EXTRAORDINARY.

THE WORSHIPFUL COMPANY OF WISEACRES, having for nearly two centuries, by the aid of Francis Moore, Richard Partridge, Poor Robin, and Co., done great service to the community, particularly to the agricultural portion thereof (by their seasonable directions for getting in the harvest, &c.), and occasioned great delight and satisfaction to all the old women of the empire; and having, moreover, employed the most diligent endeavours to cause good sense and universal intelligence to remain, as the said Company's craft and mystery do clearly indicate they should remain—Stationary:—for all these reasons, the said Worshipful Company do take great credit to themselves for the improvements in their business and calling, which other folks have originated; and confidently expect the public will, as in times past, always deal at their shop, and give them full credit for all the wonderful wonders which they promise henceforth to perform.

(By order of the Court)

GEORGE GREENHORN, Secretary.

JULY.			[1835.

		In this month, follow my advice,
		Never to slide upon the ice;
		But if you should be tired of waiting,
		Why, next month, you may go a-skating.
M	Season's	Odd Matters.	WEATHER.
D	Signs.
1	What
			Take note
2	shall	VAUXHALL.
			☽ △ ♓
3	I do	"Dear Jane, will you go to Vauxhall
		We want just to make up a dozen;	that, I do
4	to get	Papa will stand treat for us all,
		And, be sure, give a hint to your cousin.
5	through		♊ ☉ ♄ ♂ △
		There's something so charming about him,
6	my task	(I've got a new bonnet and shawl)—	predict
		I should be quite unhappy without him,
7	let me	And careless of even Vauxhall.	that you may

8	ask	My confession you'll never betray,
		For I'm sure you can manage it all;	☽ ♓ ♑
9	I try	When you ask him, don't tell what I say,
		But speak of the charms of Vauxhall.	reasonably
10	again
		You can talk of the songs and the singers,	look for the
11	but	The orchestra, ballet, and ball;
		I shall think that time spitefully lingers
12	in vain	Till when we all meet at Vauxhall.	♍ ☉ ⚹ ♍

13	ah!	Say, there's Simpson the brave, who commanded	weather
		Our troops in the year forty-five;
14	you	Who killed Count de Grasse single-handed,
		And took the French army alive.	♄ ♃ ♂ ☉ ⚹
15	say
		And remember the lamps,—how they're clustered,	being much
16	try	By thousands and thousands of dozens;
		And then the dark walks—how I'm fluster'd	warmer
17	away	To think of your dearest of cousins!

18	it's all	You can talk of the fireworks so gay,	☉ ☽ ⚹
		And just mention the ham and the chicken—
19	my	We'll contrive to get out of the way,	than
		While papa makes an end of his picking.
20	eye		in January;
		I should grieve to think drinking could charm him—
21	and	But ere all my project should fall,
		If nothing in nature can warm him,	♀♄☉
22	Betty	Then speak of the punch at Vauxhall.
			nor do I
23	Martin	If all that you say don't avail,
		I must die with vexation and anguish;	think
24	that's	But I'm sure that your friendship wont fail
		Your affectionate	there is great
25	for
		Lydia Languish."
26	sartin
			△ ♓
27	why
			likelihood
28	it's

29	done!		♄ △ ♃ ♂ ☉

30	what		of frost or

31	fun!		snow.

JULY.

AUGUST

1835.]		AUGUST.

		In August,—so the Planets say,—
		Every Dog shall have his Day;
		So at Houndsditch they meet, with much frisking and larking;
		And proceed to the choice of a Member for Barking.
M	Season's	Odd Matters.	WEATHER.
D	Signs.
1	scamper	Rigdum Funnidos confesseth to having
		purloined the following veritable
2	away	story; but when or where, his memory	If the
		deposeth not:—
3	the		weather

4	deuce	OYSTER DAY.	♎ ♅ ☉ ♂ ♍

5	to pay	Paddy was sent to Billingsgate, on
		the First of August, to buy a bushel	hath been
6	a mad	of Oysters. When he returned, "What
		made you so long, Pat?" said his	lasting,
7	dog is	master. "Long, is it? By my sowl, I
		think I've been pretty quick,	☽ ♓ ☌ ☍
8	over	considering all things." "Considering
		what things?" "Why, considering the	look for a
9	the	gutting of the fish."—"Gutting what
		fish?"—"What fish! why the oysthers,	change;
10	way	to be sure."—"What is it that you
		mean?"—"What do I mane! why I mane,
11	he's	as I was resting meeself a bit, and
		taking a drop to comfort me, a	☽ ☿ ♍
12	bit	jontleman axed me what I had got in
		the sack. 'Oysthers, sir,' says I.	♄ ☌ ♂ ♊ ♉
13	a cow	'Let's look at them,' says he, and he
		opened the bag. 'Och! thunder and	I say
14	he's	praties!' said he, 'who sould them to
		ye?' 'It was Mick Carney,' said I.	look for it,
15	bit	'Mick Carney!' said he; 'the thief o'
		the world! what a big blackguard must
16	a sow	he have been to give them to ye	♐ ♂ ☍ ☉ ♃
		without gutting.' 'And aren't they
17	he's	gutted?' said I. 'Divil a one o'	though
		them,' said he. 'Musha, then,' said I,
18	bit	'what will I do?' 'Do!' said he, 'I'd	perhaps a
		sooner do them for you myself than
19	my	have you abused!' and so he takes 'em	change will
		in doors, and guts 'em all nate and
20	poor	clane, as you'll see." And out Paddy	come not;
		turned the empty shells on the floor.
21	old
			♒ ☽ ♉
22	mongrel
			in which
23	Toby
			case,
24	and

25	they're
			♈ ♃ ♐ ♊ ⚹
26	raving
			you will
27	mad
			do well
28	with
			to wait
29	the

30	hydro-		☉ ♐ ♃

31	phoby		till it doth.