_Rude Boy._ "AH, BUT _YOU_ MUSN'T, OLD FELLER!"] [Illustration: _OLD BROOM.--RETIRING FROM BUSINESS._ _New Broom._ "POOR JACK, YER HONOR?" _Old Broom._ "LEAVE THEM COVES ALONE, TIM; THEY'RE TWO SWELLS WHAT ALWAYS CROSSES IN A 'ANSOM--'CAUSE O' THEIR BOOTS!"] [Illustration: _ANOTHER RAILWAY MISERY._ NOW, WE DO HOPE THIS OLD GENTLEMAN IS NOT GOING TO BE ASKED TO SHOW HIS TICKET; BECAUSE THIS OLD GENTLEMAN HAS JUST PACKED HIMSELF UP QUITE COMFORTABLY, AND HIS TICKET IS IN THE VERY INNERMOST RECESS OF HIS WAISTCOAT POCKET; AND BECAUSE, YOU SEE, THIS IS JUST THE SORT OF OLD GENTLEMAN WHO IS LIKELY TO BE MUCH IRRITATED BY SUCH A REQUEST AT SUCH A TIME.] [Illustration: _INCIDENT IN A FRENCH REVOLUTION._ _Omnibus Driver._ "THIS IS ORRIBLE VURK IN PARIS, SIR. VY, THEY TELL ME THEY'VE BIN AND BURNT ALL THE BUSSES!"] [Illustration: _DWEADFUL ACCIDENT IN HIGH LIFE._ THE HONOURABLE SPENCER DAWDLE (WHOSE TOTAL ABSENCE OF MIND IS SO WELL KNOWN) HAVING MADE A MORNING CALL IN BELGRAVIA, WALKS OFF WITH A HAT AND STICK WHICH DO NOT BELONG TO HIM!] [Illustration: _THE NEW REGULATION._ _Lieutenant Blazer_ (_of the Plungers_). "GOOD GWACIOUS! HERE'S A HORWIBLE GO! INFANTWY'S GOING TO GWOW A MOUSTACHE!" _Cornet Fluffey._ "YAW DON'T MEAN THAT! WELL! THERE'S ONLY ONE ALTERNATIVE FOR US. =WE= MUST SHAVE!"] [Illustration: _A PICTURE OF ALIMENTIVENESS._ A NICE LITTLE BIT OF FISH.] [Illustration: _WHERE THERE'S A WILL, THERE'S A WAY._ _Foxhunting Doctor._ "NOT BE IN TIME! OH, NONSENSE! SEND MY HORSE ON,--SEE MY PATIENTS EARLY,--DRESS IN THE BROUGHAM,--THERE I AM!" (_and we hope he may have a good run_). [_We have been obliged to take the side of the carriage out, which perhaps the kind reader will excuse._ ] [Illustration: _PATIENCE REWARDED._ _Piscator._ "A-HAH! GOT YOU AT LAST, HAVE I?--AND A FINE WEEK'S TROUBLE I'VE HAD TO CATCH YOU!"] [Illustration: _SERVANTGALISM._--No. X. _Servant Gal._ "I TELL YOU WHAT, COOK; WITH MY BEAUTY AND FIGGER, I AIN'T A GOIN' TO STOP IN SARVICE NO LONGER; I SHALL BE ORF TO HORSETRAYLIER."] [Illustration: _JOHN THOMAS NON-PLUSHED._ _Tax Collector._ "JOHN THOMAS MOONCALF?" _John Thomas._ "--ESQUIRE, THAT'S ME!" _Tax Collector._ "THEN BE SO GOOD AS TO FILL UP THIS INCOME-TAX PAPER AND RETURN IT TO ME BEFORE TWENTY DAYS!"] [Illustration: _EDUCATION IN THE MINING DISTRICTS._ _Jemoimer._ "BIST THOU A GOIN' TO SKULE, ELOYZA?" _Eloyza._ "NOT HI, JEMOIMER. THEY GID US TEA AND BUNS LARST WEEK, AND WE SHA'T HAN NO MOORE TILL CUM CRISMUS; SO MUTHER SAYS AS HOW IT AIN'T NO USE."] [Illustration: _UNCONSCIOUS SATIRE._ "THERE, BABY DEAR, LOOK AT THE PRETTY SOLDIERS!"] [Illustration: _AVERAGE WEIGHT OF THE FOOT GUARDS._ _Heavy Swell._ "WHAT'S THE AVERAGE WEIGHT OF THE MEN IN YOUR REGIMENT, CHARLEY?" _Swell in the Guards._ "DON'T KNOW, I'M SURE--AW--BUT TEN GO TO THE TON."] [Illustration: _THE CONFIDENCE OF YOUTH._