[Illustration: _A CASE OF REAL DISTRESS._ _Foxhunter._ "HERE'S A BORE, JACK! THE GROUND IS HALF A FOOT THICK WITH SNOW, AND IT'S FREEZING LIKE MAD!"] [Illustration: _BROAD CARICATURE._] [Illustration: _RATHER ALARMING._ _Lady._ "YOU WISHED, SIR, I BELIEVE, TO SEE ME RESPECTING THE STATE OF MY DAUGHTER'S AFFECTIONS, WITH A VIEW TO A MATRIMONIAL ALLIANCE WITH THAT YOUNG LADY. IF YOU WILL WALK INTO THE LIBRARY, MY HUSBAND AND I WILL DISCUSS THE SUBJECT WITH YOU." _Young Corydon._ "OH, GRACIOUS!!!"] [Illustration: _GOOD SECURITY._ _Boy._ "PLEASE, SIR, GIVE ME A BROWN?" _Swell._ "SIXPENCE IS THE SMALLEST MONEY I HAVE, MY LITTLE LAD." _Boy._ "VEL, SIR, I'LL GET YER CHANGE; AND IF YER DOUBTS MY HONOUR, =HOLD MY BROOM=!"] [Illustration: _UNCONSCIOUS SATIRE._ _Stout Party._ "WELL, I'M SURE! WHAT CAN POSSESS THOSE SKINNY CREATURES TO WEAR ROUND HATS, I CAN'T THINK,--MAKING THEMSELVES SO CONSPICUOUS!"] [Illustration: _SCENE--PALAIS ROYAL._ _Garçon_ (_to London Gent_). "VOILÀ! M'SIEU! LE CHARIVARI--FRENCH PUNCH. GOOD MORNING SARE! OH, I SPEAK INGLEES VERRA WELL--I LIVE IN INGLEES COPPLE TRREE MUNSE. OH YAS--ALL RIGHT! NEVARE MIND!!" [_Jumps over three chairs and vanishes to the great astonishment of_ TOMKINS. ] [Illustration: _POOR MUGGINS!_ _Smythe_ (_to_ MUGGINS, _who, in the heat of the moment, has been drinking his wine out of tumblers_). "THERE, MY BOY! THAT'S SUCH A GLASS OF CHAMPAGNE AS YOU DON'T GET EVERY DAY--AND BETWEEN YOU AND ME (_very confidentially_) BETWEEN--YOU--AND ME--I ONLY GAVE _FOUR AND TWENTY SHILLINGS A DOZEN FOR IT_!" [_Exit_ MUGGINS _for an antidote_. ] [Illustration: _INCREDIBLE!_ _Mrs. Muggins._ "WHAT! FOURTEEN ON YE SLEEP UNDER THAT GIG UMBRELLER OF A THING? GET ALONG WITH YER!"] [Illustration: _VERY FRIENDLY._ _Little Gent._ "MORNIN' MY LORD!--GLAD TO SEE YOU OUT AGAIN!--WHAT I LIKE ABOUT FOX-'UNTING IS, THAT IT IMPROVES THE BREED OF 'ORSES--AND BRINGS PEOPLE TOGETHER AS WOULDN'T OTHERWISE MEET!"] [Illustration: _THE ROAD._ _Party in the Cart_ (_to Tomkins, who is immensely proud of his Steed_). "I BEG YOUR PARDON, SIR, BUT YOU DON'T 'APPEN TO 'AV =ANOTHER= CAMEL AS YOU WANT TO DISPOSE OF?"] [Illustration: _LATEST FROM PARIS._ _Beautiful Being._ "WELL, I MUST SAY, PARKER, THAT I LIKE THE HAIR DRESSED À L'IMPÉRATRICE. IT SHOWS SO MUCH OF THE FACE."] [Illustration: _A MOMENTOUS DECISION._ _Augustus._ "ARE YOU FOND OF MOUSTARSHERS, EMILY?" _Emily._ "YES! I THINK THEY LOOK VERY WELL UPON SOME PEOPLE." _Augustus._ "AH! THEN THAT SETTLES THE POINT. I _SHALL LET MINE GROW_."] [Illustration: _THE FINISHING TOUCH TO A PICTURE._ _Artist._ "NOW, DON'T HESITATE TO SAY IF YOU SEE ANYTHING I CAN ALTER OR IMPROVE." _Candid Friend._ "HM! WELL! NO! I DON'T SEE ANYTHING--UNLESS, PERHAPS, YOU-A MIGHT REPAINT THE PRINCIPAL FIGURES, AND--I--YES--I SHOULD CERTAINLY GET A NEW BACKGROUND IN."] [Illustration: _FINE HAUT-BOYS!_