Nothing could be going on better—no woman could feel prouder than Mrs. Waddledot, when—we hope you don’t anticipate the catastrophe—when two of the Argand lamps gave olfactory demonstrations of dissolution. Sperm oil is a brilliant illuminator, but we never knew any one except an Esquimaux, or a Russian, who preferred it to lavender-water as a perfume. Old John was in a muddle of misery—evidently
LOOKING DOWN UPON HIS LUCK.—
and was only relieved from his embarrassment by the following fortunate occurrence:—
By-the-bye, we have just recollected that we have an invitation to dinner. Reader—au revoir.
NEW WORKS NOW IN THE PRESS.
An Abstract and Brief Chronicle of the Times. Very small duodecimo. By Mr. ROEBUCK.
A New Dissertation on the Anatomy of the Figures of the Multiplication Table. By JOSEPH HUME.
Outlines of the Late Ministry, after Ten Years (Teniers). By Lord MELBOURNE.