Noodle,
Doodle.
Twins and orphans; without, strange to say, a single parent left, (of course, a single pair ain’t right.) Their prospects, however, are in a fine pickle, which is something.

Mona the Mermaid.—Only a mer(e)maid she.

The Queen of dainty, wee things.

Fresh from the seething waves.

The last sweet thing in sea things.

M-r-t-n T-pp-r.

Coquettina.—The Maid of the Mil(itary). Such a pet!

The Fairy of the Forest.—“The meet little cherub who sits up aloft

And takes care of the life of poor Jack.

(Mr. Noodle.)