EVERY LADY HER OWN BATHING-MACHINE, OR AN UGLY CONTRIVANCE MADE A USEFUL APPENDAGE.
SCENE—DRAWING-ROOM.
Enter HORRID BOY.
Horrid Boy (capering about). "OH, LOOK HERE, CAPTAIN! I'VE FOUND OUT WHAT CLARA STUFFS HER HAIR OUT WITH. THEY'RE WHISKERS LIKE YOURS!"
[Sensation.
A LITTLE BIT OF SENTIMENT.
A VERY PARTICULAR PARTY.