On your hopes.
He. Agreed!
She. Hope you may succeed!
The Result of an Imprudent Marriage (by our own Matrimonial Adviser).—County Court-ship.
Ethel. "Why, what's the matter, Gertrude?"
Gertrude. "Oh, nothing. Only Jack and I had a quarrel the other day, and I wrote and told him never to dare to speak or write to me again,—— and the wretch hasn't even had the decency to answer my letter!"