A Sovereign Remedy (for Bankrupts and Insolvents).—Paying twenty shillings in the Pound.
THE MOUSTACHE MOVEMENT.
Railway Official (waking Old Gent from a sweet sleep). "Tickets, please!"
EVERY CONVICT HIS OWN CHESTERFIELD.
Mr. John Mitchel—by the astute and graceful manner with which he resigned his "comparative liberty," revoking his "parole of honour"—displayed a politeness that would have charmed Lord Chesterfield, and a casuistry that would have ravished Ignatius Loyola. Determined upon escaping from bondage—(for which we say the smallest blame to him)—he nevertheless resolved to escape like a gentleman. He would resign his "comparative liberty" gracefully, as a bride resigns her hand—he would revoke his parole smilingly, as a high-bred cardplayer would revoke at whist. He enters the police-office—walks into the magistrate's room—gives him a bit of paper. "What's this?" asks the magistrate. "That's to signify," says John Mitchel, "that you may chain me—lock me up." "May I, indeed!" cried the magistrate. "You may," answers the magnanimous patriot; who, disdaining to take the least advantage, bolts from the court, jumps on a horse ready saddled for the work, and gallops his hardest.