ANOTHER MONEY QUESTION.
"Dearest Punchy,
"I don't feel quite safe—as I have a large money-bag, full of 'lucky pieces', every one of which is more or less disfigured, or defaced. Some are bent, some are chipped or cut, some have holes bored through them to enable any one to wear them round his neck, and every one has something the matter with it. Now I have been all my life collecting these lucky coins—and I am sure there must be five or six pound's worth of them altogether—at all events a great deal more than I should like to have taken from me. Besides they all represent a 'charm' against fits, against the small-pox, or some calamity or other; and it would be very hard if my 'lucky pieces,' instead of bringing me good-luck, were the cause of my lasting sorrow and ruin. Do you think they could carry me to the Tower for having them in my possession, or would they send me to New South Wales? My aunt tells me they are of no kind of value; but that I will never believe, for what was once a shilling must be always a shilling, though I should not like to be dragged off to the Police-office in the event of my buying a paper of pins in order to test its value.
"Yours,
Fanny."
Worthy Attention.
"Dear Punch,—As there is a great deal doing at present in the way of Removal of Nuisances, would it not be well to draw the attention of the parties entrusted with this duty to all inquiries into 'the authorship of Junius,' than which a greater nuisance does not exist.
"Toddles."