Only I fancy I should laugh more merrily,
If my eyes were the only optics gazing,
Upon a feat that's no doubt most amazing;
The Thames' mouth occupied by a fine fleet!
The sight—as the fleet's mine—of course is sweet,
But there's one thought that rather makes me blench:—
Supposing that Fremantle had been French?
"Bootiful."—The good people of Stafford have given Her Majesty as a Jubilee present a cabinet containing about two hundred pairs of boots and shoes. Evidently the stock is intended to last until Her Majesty reaches her next Jubilee, when, no doubt, the gift will be repeated!