President H-rr-s-n to King H-mb-rt.
No, thanks! Sorry to have troubled you for nothing, but Syndicate has now arranged to build a Coliseum of its own, double the size of yours, and to reproduce Forum, Parthenon, Capitol, Vatican, as well as Windsor Castle and Westminster Abbey, out of old brown paper, compressed and hardened by a new process. Ta-ta for present! Hope you'll get over next Budget all right.
THINGS ONE WOULD(N'T) RATHER HAVE LEFT UNSAID.
ALL ADRIFT; OR, THREE MEN IN A PUNT.
["The uncertainty as to the course of business, justifies, to a certain extent, the criticisms of Sir WILLIAM HARCOURT and Mr. LABOUCHERE, upon the proceedings of the Government."—The Times.]
B-lf-r. Humph! Shifting ground again! I did think we were in for a quiet swim and good sport.