[Illustration: _AGGRAVATING--RATHER!_] [Illustration: _FASHIONABLE INTELLIGENCE._ "OH! HERE'S A GO! BLOWED IF I AIN'T LOST MY DIAMOND RING!"] [Illustration: _THE NEW PURCHASE._ _Blanche (who dotes on horses)._ "THERE, FRANK. ISN'T SHE A PRETTY CREATURE? PAPA GAVE HER TO ME THIS MORNING--SHE IS SO GOOD-TEMPERED AND WHAT A NICE HEAD AND NECK SHE HAS! HASN'T SHE? SHE'S QUITE YOUNG, TOO--AND SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MOUTH!--NOW, WHAT DO YOU SAY, SIR, EH?" _Frank (who is so absurd)._ "H'M! LETS SEE, PRETTY CREATURE!--GOOD-TEMPERED!--NICE HEAD AND NECK!--YOUNG!--AND A BEAUTIFUL MOUTH!--WHY, I SAY, YOU MAKE A CAPITAL PAIR!"] [Illustration: _SEA-SIDE.--THE BATHING HOUR._] [Illustration: _DOING IT THOROUGHLY._ _Old Gent._ "I SAY, MY LITTLE MAN, YOU SHOULD ALWAYS HOLD YOUR PONY TOGETHER GOING UP HILL, AND OVER PLOUGHED LAND!" _Young Nimrod._ "ALL RIGHT, OLD COCK! DON'T YOU TEACH YOUR GRANDMOTHER TO SUCK EGGS! THERE'S MY MAN BY THE HAY-STACK WITH MY SECOND HORSE!"] [Illustration: _NOT WHAT HE WANTED._ MR. HAYCOCK, HAVING HEARD OF THE MERITS OF BRUISED OATS FOR HORSES, REQUESTS HIS FRIEND BRIGGS TO SEND HIM A COUPLE OF "BRUISERS." MR. BRIGGS DESPATCHES THE "WHITECHAPEL CHICKEN" AND THE "BAYSWATER SLASHER."] [Illustration: _WAITING FOR A DIP._ _Proprietor of Machine (loq.)._ "SORRY TO KEEP YOU SUCH A LONG TIME A WAITIN', SIR; BUT REALLY THEY STOP IN SUCH A TIME THAT WE HAVEN'T A MACHINE TO BLESS OURSELVES WITH. THERE'S CRUMPTON'S COTTAGES HAS BEEN IN THE WATER THIS THREE-QUARTERS OF AN HOUR; AND ALBION HOUSE TAKES THE LONGEST TIME TO DRESS OF ANY GENT I EVER SEE. OH! HERE'S PROSPECT PLACE A COMING HOUT. NOW YOU CAN GO IN, SIR."] [Illustration: _PORTRAIT OF A LADY._] [Illustration: _JUST LIKE HIM._ _MR. BR--GGS (We suppress the Gentleman's name for obvious reasons)_ THINKS HE WILL GO TO HAMPTON RACES.] THE BROOK-GREEN VOLUNTEER. [Illustration: No. I. SALUTING HIS SUPERIOR OFFICERS.] [Illustration: No. II. HAVING A LITTLE BALL PRACTICE.] [Illustration: No. III. GOING ON DUTY.] [Illustration: _GROUNDLESS ALARM._ _Equestrian._ "NOW, BOY, DON'T YOU BE TAKING OFF YOUR HAT TO MAKE ME A BOW--YOU'LL FRIGHTEN MY HORSE." _Boy._ "A--A--A WARN'T A-GOING TO!"] [Illustration: _WOUNDED PRIDE._ _Small Boy._ "NOW, THEN, YOU SIR! DON'T YOU KNOW NO BETTER THAN TO RUN AGIN A MIMBER O' PARLIAMENT--JUST YOU COME BACK, AND PICK UP MY 'AT, OR I'M BLOWED IF I DON'T MAKE YER!"] [Illustration: _FLY-FISHING._ FAVOURABLE WIND AND THE TROUT RISING AS FAST AS POSSIBLE.] THE BROOK-GREEN VOLUNTEER. [Illustration: No. IV. FORMS HIMSELF INTO A SQUARE, AND RESISTS A CHARGE OF CAVALRY.] [Illustration: No. V. RECEIVES PRESENTATION OF COLOURS.] [Illustration: _MASTER OF THE SITUATION._ _Flunkey._ "I BEG YOUR PARDON, SIR--BUT THERE IS ONE THING I SHOULD LIKE TO MENTION AT ONCE. I AM AFRAID--A--THAT I AM EXPECTED TO CLEAN THE BOOTS."