Why did the Dons all disagree With my pet views on equity, And plough me for my LL.B.? I wonder!
Why am I now in chambers bare, With nothing much but debts to spare, Cash gone, and credit growing rare? I wonder!
Why do no clients seek my door To profit by my legal lore? Will it be thus for evermore? I wonder!
The New Fashion.
The fashion in hair The ladies now wear Never can last I'll engage: For though, pretty dears, It hideth their ears, It addeth some years to their age.
THE NEW MAN.
(A Fragment from the Romance of the Near Future.)
He had waited up until two in the morning. He had watched the hands of the clock as they passed round the face from hour to hour. He had put a cloth over the supper, knowing, however, that the meat would be disregarded, and only the brandy and soda-water touched by the expected one. The poor man gazed sadly at the children's toys, the tradesmen's books that were beside him.