BETWEEN THE ROUNDS.
["The record of the Opposition, so far, is one of wasted opportunities and ill-conceived tactics. They have been beaten, out-manœuvred and discredited by a foe on whom, with proper management, they might often have turned the tables.... These are no days for punctilious or overstrained courtesy in dealing with political opponents.... Conservatives and Unionists may be tolerably certain that they will gain nothing by this misplaced delicacy."—The Standard.]
Perturbed Old Party loquitur:—
Wich, Arthur, I'm puffeck aweer as a fighter you're truly tip-top,
Our party's pecooliar pride, and our cause's particular prop!
You can "pop in a slommacking wunner," if ever a lad could, dear boy:
But—well, there, you ain't scored this round; and yer foes is a-chortling with joy!
'Ow is it, my Arthur, 'ow is it! I've nurriged you up from a kid,
And if ever a lathy young scrapper showed pluck and fair promidge, boy, you did;