The BARON DE BOOK-WORMS arrived in town yesterday afternoon and transacted business at his office in Bouverie Street, afterwards returning to his country seat at Stow-in-the-Wold.
BROWNING SOCIETY VERSES.
[Dr. FURNIVALL announces that the Browning Society is about to be dissolved.]
Hark! 'tis the knell of the Browning Society,
Wind-bags are bursting all round us to-day;
FURNIVALL fails, and for want of his diet he
Pines like a love-stricken maiden away.
Long has he fed upon cackle and platitude,