(A stoppage of a few minutes is supposed to take place.)
Dreadful Boy (on Lamp Post). "Oh! My eye, Bill! 'ere's a rose-bud!"
A CAUTION TO THE UNWARY.
THE READER IS REQUESTED TO OBSERVE, THAT THE LOWER EXTREMITIES REPRESENTED ABOVE DO NOT BELONG TO THE FAIR DAMSEL ON THE PLANK, BUT TO THE BOATMAN BEYOND, UPON WHOSE SHOULDER SHE IS LEANING.—WE, HOWEVER, RECOMMEND FLORA TO BE MORE CAREFUL HOW SHE COMPOSES HERSELF THE NEXT TIME SHE GETS OUT OF A BOAT.
THE DIGNITY OF AGE.
"SO, CHARLEY, I HEAR YOU HAVE BEEN TO A JUVENILE PARTY!"
Precocious Boy. "WELL, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU CALL JUVENILE. THERE WAS NO ONE THERE UNDER FIVE YEARS OLD!"