Rhyme by a Rad.
Chamberlain thinks the old, old Tory mind,
Has changed in love of privilege, power, pelf:
Say what Joe will, our eyes he cannot blind;
We know that his Tory repeats itself!
COMING TO A FULL STOP.
Driver of bolting tandem (to Rector, who has accepted a lift across the park). "All right, Mr. Portley—don't be frightened! The Sunk Fence is sure to stop 'em!"
THE INDEPENDENT FEATHER PARTY.