My paper (as I often do),
I shall not with remorseless speed
See endless pars in praise of you,
Or rather of the dress you wore,
For though, maybe, no harm or hurt is meant,
Remember, dearest, I implore,
I won't be fond of an advertisement!
OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
"Days with Sir Roger de Coverley!" exclaimed the Baron, on seeing the charming little book brought out at this season by Messrs. Macmillan. "Delightful! Immortal! Ever fresh! Welcome, with or without illustration; some of Mr. Thomson's would not be missed."