The expectation not lacking of past fulfilment; full of promise in days near at hand.
Business done.—Sat from two to seven discussing whether we shall sit to-morrow in order to make progress with public business. Finally decided we shall. Meanwhile, morning sitting slipped away.
Vino Italiano Con Temperanza.—Signor Vitali, of the Italian-Wine-in-England Mission, writes to us to say that Sir Wilfrid Lawson might temper his favourite beverage of Aqua Pura with half a gallon flask of Vinum Purum Italianum, such as Chianti, and he would be none the worse for it. We are inclined to agree with the Signor Vitali, as, in our opinion, there is small likelihood of any Italian wine-drinker "getting any forrader." Of course Signor Vitali, being somewhat interested in the matter, and therefore, most hopeful that his enterprise will result in orders for any number of flasks, and not end in an empty fiasco, would not fail to point out that Italian wine is likely to have a prolonged existence in this country, as it is not lacking in Vitali-ty.
TONE AND TINT.—(By a Wearer of the Green.)
Your Orangeman swears—he's a terrible fellow!—
They shan't set the Green o'er his favourite Yellow.
His shout's "No surrender!" And is he so Green
As to think we'll turn Yellow because of his spleen?
No, no! He may vow in his last ditch he'll die,
But—we're not to be scared by a Hue and a Cry!