Brown, Jones, and Robinson.
From a Dramatist to an Intimate Friend.—My dear Bill,—Thank you for the marked paper you have forwarded to me. But the statistics are misleading. Talk about this being the greatest frost on record! You would not say so if you had been present at the first night of my play, The Force of Circumstances.—Yours gloomily,
Shakspeare Tomkins.
From a Celestial Official to the Public.—Poor creatures,—You think you have seen the worst of the winter! Just like your presumption! When I can manage a sky salad of rain, fog, snow, thunderbolts and sunshine all mixed together in the course of ten minutes and set it before a London audience in the midst of a modern January, don't you be too sure of anything! Wait, my melancholy maniacs, and you shall see what you may possibly live to witness.—Yours disrespectfully,
The Clerk of the Weather.
THE SLY OYSTER.
"There is an exception to every Rule."
Bayliss's "Mayden Lane."
'Tis the voice of the Oyster,