And now, having shown how the thing may be done, we hope that the best man may win. It is pleasant to find Art so greatly appreciated in Devonshire—a county which apparently is as rich and as generous as its own cream!
Post Prandial.—If the geraniums and roses in my Louisa's garden could speak, what celebrated dinner-giver would they name?—Loo! cull us!
FAREWELL TO McGLADSTONE.
(From the Heart of Midlothian.)
["I must here add, in explicit terms, the few decisive words to which, after all that has happened, I feel a natural reluctance to give utterance. It is not my intention, at the age I have now reached, to ask re-election (for Midlothian) when the present Parliament shall be dissolved."—Mr. Gladstone's Farewell Letter to Midlothian.]
