Courvoisier—that fiend in plush—
At whom the people come to stare,
With Thurtell, Greenacre, and Rush.
Cautious Overmuch.
A gentleman named Boddy appears, from the police reports of last week, to have very properly rescued his daughter (a silly young lady who left her own for a "Servant's Home") from the clutches of the Papist perverters who are so constantly busied in destroying the happiness of families. The magistrate seems to have doubted his power, but could he not have dealt with the reverend revivalists as Boddy-snatchers? Surely a surplus letter ought not to have prevented the precise punishment the culprits deserved.
A Calico Calembourg.
Mr. Cobden. Why are the selfish agitators among the operatives like the works of a clock out of order?
Mr. Bright. Because they insist upon striking, without regard to the position of the hands.