[Illustration: _AWFUL APPEARANCE OF A "WOPPS" AT A PICNIC._] [Illustration: _NOTHING LIKE SYSTEM._ "AW! PUMMELL, WHAT DO I OWE YOU?" "OH! NOT MUCH, SIR. IT'S OF NO CONSEQUENCE." "AW! NO. BUT I THINK OF TAKING THE BENEFIT OF THE ACT ABOUT CHRISTMAS; AND AS A MAN OF SYSTEM, I AM VERY PARTICULAR ABOUT EXACT AMOUNTS."] [Illustration: _PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL._ _Maid._ "LAW BLESS YER! THAT AIN'T MISSUS'S OWN 'AIR; IT'S A WIG!"] [Illustration: _PUNCTUALITY IS THE SOUL OF BUSINESS._ "NO-O-O. GOOD-NIGHT, OLD CHAP! BUSINESS IS THE SOUL OF PUNCTUALITY. I MUST GO NOW. I'VE GOT SOME BUSI-BUSINESS TO ATTEND TO--(_hic_)--LET-TERS TO--WRITE!"] [Illustration: _EXTREMES MEET._ "THIS IS YOUR BED, SIR!"] [Illustration: _A LARGE BUMP OF CAUTION._ _Flora._ "OH, LET US SIT HERE, AUNT. THE BREEZE IS SO DELIGHTFUL." _Aunt._ "YES, DOVE!--IT'S VERY NICE, I DARE SAY; BUT I WON'T COME ANY NEARER TO THE CLIFF, FOR I AM ALWAYS AFRAID OF _SLIPPING THROUGH THOSE RAILINGS_!"] [Illustration: _HEART-BREAKING._ _Philanthropist._ "WHAT NOW, MY MAN?" _Street Boy._ "THEY'VE BEEN AND GONE AND SPIKED MY PEA-SHOOTER!"] [Illustration: _A VICTIM OF PLEASURE._ "WHAT A STUNNING MEERSCHAUM YOU'VE GOT THERE, CHARLEY!" "YES, I THINK IT WILL BE HANDSOME BY THE TIME I'VE PROPERLY COLOURED IT."] [Illustration: _A YOUNG PHILOSOPHER._ _First Butcher-Boy._ "SO THEY'VE DONE AWAY WITH SMITHFEL!" _Second Butcher-Boy._ "AH! THEY'LL SOON BE BOWLING OUT HALL OUR OLD INSTITOOSHUNS."] [Illustration: _A VERY GREAT MAN._ "NOW, COLLINS YOU MUST GO OUT VERY DEEP, FOR I WANT TO TAKE A 'HEADER!'"] [Illustration: _AQUATICS._ _Flora._ "WELL, BUT, TOMMY! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN ROW BOTH OF US?" _Tommy (who fancies himself a perfect Athlete in high condition)._ "ROW YOU! WHY, JUST YOU LOOK HERE; HERE'S A BICEPS MUSCLE FOR YOU!"] [Illustration: _SEA-SIDE SATURDAY EVENING.--THE ARRIVAL OF THE "HUSBANDS' BOAT."_] [Illustration: _SERVANTGALISM._--No. II. _Housemaid._ "WELL, SOOSAN, I'VE MADE UP MY MIND NOT TO STOP 'ERE NO LONGER TO WORK LIKE NEGROES AS WE DO!" _Cook._ "NOR I, NUTHER! BUT JUST TURN THE MEAT, WILL YOU, PLEASE, THE WHILST I FINISH MY CROCHET?"] [Illustration: _IMPROVEMENT IN IRISH AFFAIRS._ "WHOO!--WILL ANY JINTLEMAN BE SO ENGAGIN' AS TO THREAD ON THE TAIL OF ME REGISTHERED PALLYTOE?"] [Illustration: _SERVANTGALISM._--No. III. _Old Lady._ "WHAT IS IT, BOY?" _Boy._ "PLEASE'M--IT'S A PAIR OF WHITE SATING SHOES, AND THE LADY'S FAN WOT'S BIN MENDED--NAME OF MISS JULIER PEARLASH!" _Old Lady._ "MISS!!!!!?????" _Voice from the Area._ "OH, IT'S ALL RIGHT, MUM. IT'S ME!"] [Illustration: _AN IRISH HOTEL._ _Traveller._ "HOLLO! WHAT THE DEUCE ARE YOU ABOUT WITH THAT GRIDIRON?" _Chambermaid._ "TO BE SURE, IT'S YER HONOUR'S BED I'M WARMING; AND AIN'T OUR WARMING-PAN ENGAGED FRYING SAUSAGES?"] [Illustration: _SERVANTGALISM._--No. IV.