How I was forced to rather brutally ejaculate,

"Rum! Very rum!—you see the cause of it is 'rum.'"

Oh! that first year of married paradise! My attitude

Somehow, my sweet, on this our second Wedding-day,

Needs must be one of unadulterated gratitude,

Since we survive the Cook, you wept to send away!


"Has Left but the Name."—The intention of the original starters of the Aquarium was presumably to exhibit fish of all sorts, all alive oh! and quite at home. Nowadays, very little about fish is to be found in the advertisements. The fish are, it may be supposed, "taken for granted." They are conspicuous by their absence; but instead you read how "a human being dives," how somebody conjures, how there are "miraculous feats," and "four-legged dancers," and "baby elephants" waltzing and drum-playing; how somebody of some importance "walks upside down in mid-air;" how there are "serpentine" dancers, "pantomimists," "duettists," and, finally, the "boxing kangaroo," so that altogether the Aquarium may still congratulate itself on a show of about the "queerest, oddest fish" in the world.


WHAT'S IN A NAME?