And you, Jenny Jones, dear, till death will I love!
[Left philandering.
"WHERE ARE THE POLICE?!"
Mrs. Howthdown and her Daughters, who are in Town for the Cattle-Show, are disgusted by the aggressive vulgarity of the London Street-Boy, and think it ought to be "put a stop to"!
Juvenile Baked Potato Vendor (to Crossing-Sweeper). "'Say, Bill, 'ere y'are! Them'll be Fust and Second Prize, and 'Ighly Commended!!"
A VISIT TO "THE LICENSED VISTLERS."
In the Winter Exhibition of the Royal Society of British Artists, who, under their distinguished President, James McNeile Whistler, may now be known as the "Licensed Vistlers," there is some good work, and especially two sketches, 77, 83, and 335, by James Hayllar, R.B.A.; 319, by H. G. Glindon, R.B.A.; Simmons's "Sunrise," 330; Solomon's; 454, Professor Gartz (pretty subject); 458, by Henley, R.B.A.; 466, by Walters, R.B.A.