I am, Sir, Your obedient servant,
Hippocrates Hellebore, M.D., F.R.C.P.
VERY HARD LINES.
Young Farmer (pulling up at urgent appeal of Pedestrian). "Hillo! That you, Tim? Want another Situation! Why, I thought you were living with Captain addlepate as Coachman?"
Tim. "So I was, Sor; but 'twasn't a fair bargin. Shure we was never to get Thrunk both at wance, Sor!"
Young Farmer (amused). "Well, that seems fair enough, anyway."
Tim. "But, begorra, Sor, the Captin was Thrunk the whole blissid toime!"
The Rev. Dr. Gee, Vicar of Windsor, is now installed Canon of St. George's Chapel. Prosit! Our best wish for him is that, when he is going to give an exceedingly good sermon, may this particular Gee not discover that he is a little hoarse.