The past and present seem to meet,
In those historic portals;
Methinks our modern Statesmen greet,
Elizabeth's immortals.
And, as the phantoms fade away,
While bells clash from the steeple,
They cry, "Long live Victoria,
To bless her loving people!"
Very Annoying.—Just when everything was going along so smoothly, just when the Jubilee police arrangements had been so successful as to warrant a tribute from Chief Commissioner Punch, and a recognition from Londoners generally, to have these police difficulties suddenly sprung upon Sir Charles Warren was enough to drive him wild,—enough to make him a rabid Warren. But he has taken the right course, and much good will come out of all this trouble. Cheer up, Sir Charles! Anyhow you are not in for a Cass-tigation.