"For my own part i am Bcuming quite bottannycle & no the lattin to evrythink. It wood sirprize my old butty James to ear me nocking the ard words about. Tel him with my best cumplyments he nose nothink. For instants Tel him a rose isent no sich thing but only a Pollyandrew, allso by the same rule a Merrygold is nuthink but a Merryandrew, and sow on of the rest. But studdiing Bottany doant Leav 1 much time for wurking in the gardn, & i am sory to say my things is luking verry bad, partickly my Dailys wich is groan quite Weekly, and my Melons cutting a verry Melon-koly apearance.
"Owevver i must cum to an end, so deer saly rimmember my cumplements to Jon butler, & Tummas futman, & Robbart cochman, & Deer saly doant Forget yourself. And saly, doant hay nothink to say to your noo Gardner, for betwene yew & me, as yew ust to say of cuks, gardners is no grate shaks. So doant nevver luv nobdy but Me for deer saly my luv for yew is Hardy Peranual. So gud Boy my deer Gal
"from your hafectionet
"Tummas Hollyoke."
APRIL.—Return from the Races.
 | APRIL. | ||
|---|---|---|---|
| Hail, shopping! dear delicious pain! | |||
| Can April showers control thy reign? | |||
| Or check the pace of slippery feet, | |||
| Up Ludgate Hill or Regent Street: | |||
| Ah, me! what bliss to have a wife | |||
| So boldly dare the weather's strife! | |||
| Careful alike,—or something worse,— | |||
| Of draggled clothes and husband's purse. | |||
| D. | Great Events and Odd Matters. | Prognostifications. | |
| 1 | Sapientia. Cockneys commence angling for red-herrings. | becoming | |
| 2 | Low Sunday. Vide Whitechapel, Primrose Hill, and St. Giles's. | Lord of the | |
| 3 |  | Ascendant, | |
| 4 | ♀ ♅ ☊ ☿ | ||
| 5 | doth | ||
| 6 | Solon born. Judge Patteson retires from the bench to take the chair of the British College of Health. Old Lady Day. | betoken | |
| 7 | civil | ||
| 8 | THE WONDERFUL PILL. | commotions | |
| 9 | A Card. | Take gamboge, as you find it, for better or worse, | in Great |
 | And aloes,—the strongest,—a drug for a horse; | ||
| 10 | A few peppermint drops, a few turns of a mill, | France, | |
| And you get the contents of the Wonderful Pill. | |||
| 11 | Take the head of a monkey, be-whisker'd & frizzl'd, | ⚹ ♀ | |
| MORRISON | The eyes of a tiger, be-demon'd and devill'd; | ||
| 12 | And Co. | Add a magpie, a fox, and a vulture in one, | |
| Undertakers. | And a heart with less blood than a pillar of stone:— | so, in like | |
| 13 | ———— | Take of folly, stupidity, weakness—enough:— | |
| FUNERALS | Of credulity, ignorance, fear—quantum suff:— | manner, | |
| 14 | FURNISHED, | These ingredients, combin'd with discernment & skill, | |
| Corpse included. | Give the knave and the dupe of the Wonderful pill. | ||
| 15 | ♈ ♀ ♄ ⚹ | ||
| 16 | Mutiny at Spit-head. Cooks strike for wages. | doth the | |
| 17 |  | ascendancy | |
| 18 | |||
| ☉ ☌ ♂ ☽ | |||
| 19 | |||
| of the | |||
| 20 | |||
| Lady of the | |||
| 21 | Solomon's b. d. kept. Horrible plot to burn the City of London, and murder all the inhabitants, frustrated by "Atkins, Mayor." A.D. 1817. | ||
| Seventh | |||
| 22 | |||
| House, | |||
| 23 | |||
| 'Twas enough to create a confusion and pother, | |||
| 24 | For the nest of one Mayor to be found by another. | ♓ ☍ ♀ | |
| 25 |  | augur | |
| 26 | divers | ||
| 27 | ♌ ♈ | ||
| 28 | uncivil | ||
| 29 | Thrashing commences in London. Macready thrashes Bunn, but gets nothing but chaff. | commotions | |
| 30 | Rogueation S. A pickpocket ducked about this time. | among | |
THE DERBY DAY.
Here's a right and true list of all the running horses! Dorling's correct card for the Derby day!——Hollo, old un! hand us up one here, will you: and let it be a good un: there, now what's to pay?
Only sixpence. Sixpence! I never gave more than a penny at Hookem Snivey in all my days.——May be not, your honour: but Hookem Snivey aint Hepsom: and sixpence is what every gemman, as is a gemman, pays.