Remington's Annual is a Remington which should go off well. This is the report of it—from the Baron—who says, get it, and read it. A Fleety Show, by W. H. Pollock. Those who remember The Green Lady and other Stories, will be delighted with this. A very quaint idea, which would have borne further elaboration.
I came across a story, new to me, but not new, I dare say, to many of my readers—I mean Cashel Byron's Profession, by G. Bernard Shaw. To those who have yet the pleasure to come of reading this one-volume novel, I say, emphatically, get it. The notion is original. The stage-mechanism of the plot is antiquated; but, for all that, it serves its purpose. It is thoroughly interesting. Only one shilling, in the Novocastrian Series.
Baron de Book-Worms & Co.
ROBERT ON GOOD OLD KRISMUS.
Of course I don't kno how jolly Old Krismus affecks other peepel, but I do kno how it affecks me, and that is, that I allus feels pertickler kind to pore ragged littel children, such as we sees in sum of our back-streets and sitch places, and eweryboddy can therefore understand without werry much trubble how werry pleased I was at what append the other day, and how jolly prowd I was at being alloud to have my little share in it.
I offishyated the other day at a werry werry nice party of about twenty, at one of our best Tavverns, and they was about as nice and brite and jowial a set of Gents as I have had the honner of waiting on for sum time parst. They larfed and they chatted away as I likes to see 'em, cos I nos from my long experience that them's the sort of Gents as is allus werry libberal to the pore Waiters. Well, one of the werry britest and wittyest of 'em all, jest about the time as the sperrits is the highest, wiz., about a hower after dinner, when the wine is a having its werry best effect, pulls a paper out of his pocket that was ruled all over, and had a lot of names on it, and he says, says he, with his werry britest smile, "We've all had a jolly nice dinner, and plenty of good honnest fun, and I now want you all to join me in a reel good lark;" and they all looks at him quite hegerly. Then he says, "If you will every one of you give me a shilling, I will let you have a chance in my lottery, where they is all prizes and no blanks, and the prizes will give as much plezzur and appyness," says he, "as the jolly good dinner we has all just had."
So they all larfed at the funny idear, and they past the paper round, and ewery one on 'em sined his name and cashed up a shilling.
"I now garrantees," I think he sed, "that for ewery shilling you have given me no less than twenty-four pore little children shall have a good dinner; and so, as there is jest twenty of us, we shall have purwided a good dinner for no less than fore hunderd and hayty pore little hungry children!"