THE PLOT THAT FAILED.

Dear Old Lady."My good man, what on earth are you doing on my lawn?"

Crafty Old Fraud. "Bless yer, kind lady! I'm that 'ungry I got to eat grass."

Dear Old Lady. "If you go round to the back you'll find the grass grows much longer and thicker there."


OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.

(By Mr. Punch's Staff of Learned Clerks.)