My Broker.
Punch, October 23, 1875.
Audi Alteram Partem.
Dear Mr. Punch,—Although a Broker myself, I heartily enjoyed your lines this week, which are true of here and there a case in our calling, though about as applicable to the great body of Brokers as those I enclose are to the generality of Clients. The portrait I have sketched is, however, drawn from nature, and by no means libels a constantly increasing class, whose little game is “Heads, I win: tails, you lose.”
Your highly-tickled reader,
Fair Play.
Throgmorton Street, Oct. 29.
My Client.
Who hangs about the Courts all day,