Mr. K-r H-rd-e.—No one has ever looked upon him other than as a perfectly harmless low-comedian with a highly developed mania for caps and knickerbockers. And this, probably, is the reason why we are told, in the Liverpool Courier's "Labour Notes," that he is "an influential gentleman in England and very much run after for lecturing purposes." But alas! it appears—from the same source of information—that, in the United States, "the running after" is all on the erewhile West Ham representative's side; though, being "rationally" garbed, this ought not to cause him much inconvenience. It is almost pathetic to learn that the poor gentleman was in the position of a Mahomet before a mountain of Fall River miners, from whom he was compelled to ask permission before a lecture could be arranged. Ichabod! or—more appropriately—Knicker-bod!
THAMES TALK.—A Forecast for 1896.
How greatly improved are the steamboats. They seem to be as good as any at home and abroad.
Quite so. They are simply floating palaces. You could find nothing to equal them in America.
So convenient to have a better class for those who can afford a few extra pence. Without this, we should have never seen that duchess chatting away with the countess in her own right.
Yes; and so pleasant to be able to get five o'clock tea nicely served by trim waitresses in a saloon upholstered with satins and ormolu.
And the duke and the viscount seem quite comfortable in the luxuriously furnished smoke-room.
Well, the sight is not surprising considering that the designer went to the Junior United Service Club for his model.