THE DAY OF SMALL THINGS.
No novels now, but novelettes; Cigars give place to cigarettes. Titanic "suns" to twinkling "stars," Pictures to sketches, "pomes" to "pars"; Bonnets to things like housemaids' caps, Banquets to tit-bits, books to scraps, And three-vol novels to "short stories." Gibbon-like length and epic glories, Like mammoths and cave-bears, are gone, Earth brings not back the mastodon; The microbe takes its place. They kill us Not by a giant, but bacillus. Monsters, huge dragons, Laidly Worms, We fear no more, 'tis unseen "germs" That floor us in our life's full pride. We want a "Jack the Germicide," And not the Giant Killer now. Behemoth and the big bow-wow Are gone; for aught not smart and little We do not care one jot or tittle!
Familiar Latin Quotation (adapted for the use of Empire, Alhambra, and Music Halls generally).—"Spectaculum veniunt; venit inspector; out tipsy." [214]
IMPROVEMENTS IN THE HOUSE OF COMMONS.
II.—Improved Kitchen Arrangements.
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