[Illustration: _IMMENSE TREAT FOR THE PARTY CONCERNED._ _Master Jack._ "NOW, GRANNY, YOU MAY COME AND HAVE SOME JUMPS OVER OUR DAISY CHAIN."] [Illustration: _GOOD BLACKING._] [Illustration: _OUR NATIONAL DEFENCES._ _Diana._ "WELL, ALFRED, I SUPPOSE YOU'VE MADE UP YOUR MIND TO JOIN A RIFLE CORPS--EH?" _Alfred._ "WHY, NO. YOU SEE, I'M MORE IN THE RIDING WAY. NOW, IF THEY WILL GET UP SOME VOLUNTEER CAVALRY--WHY, I'LL FIND A MAN AND A HORSE!"] [Illustration: _CHAFF._ _Bus Conductor (slamming the door)._ "FULL INSIDE!" _Facetious Driver._ "FULL INSIDE! WELL--SO YER OUGHT TO BE; YER HAD A SIRLOIN OF BREAD AND CHEESE FOR YER TEA!"] [Illustration: _THE INVALID._ _Master._ "WELL, SAUNDERS, I SEE YOU ARE NOT ABLE TO DO MUCH WITH THE OLD SOW, AFTER ALL?" _Saunders._ "WHY, YOU SEE MAISTER RICHARD, SHE WARENT TAKEN IN TIME, THE POWER THING, SHE WARENT--SHE'S STRUV HARD TO GET ROUND, BUT THE WEATHER'S AGIN HER, YE SEE. TO-DAY IT SHONE A BIT, AND I THOUGHT IT'D DO HER GOOD TO GET OUT. SO IN THE WARM OF THE ARTERNOON I PUT HER IN THE BARROW, AND TOOK HER FOR A LITTLE RIDE IN THE SUN!"] [Illustration: _CURIOUS EFFECT OF RELAXING AIR._ _Traveller in the Isle of Wight._ "BLESS MY HEART! THERE'S THE BELL RINGING ON THE PIER. HOLLO! WHY, WHERE'S THE CARPET BAG I LEFT IN THE PASSAGE?" _Hotel Keeper (faintly)._ "OH, HOW SHOULD I KNOW? DON'T ASK ME, I'M ONLY THE LANDLORD. YOU HAD BETTER TRY IF YOU CAN'T WAKE ONE OF THE WAITERS."] [Illustration: _FLUNKEIANA._ _French Maid._ "YOU LIKE A--ZE--SEA-SIDE, M'SIEUR JEAN THOMAS?" _John Thomas._ "_PAR BOKHOO_, MAMZELLE--_PAR BOOKHOO_. I'VE--AW--BIN SO ACCUSTOMED TO--AW--GAIETY IN TOWN, THAT I'M--AW--A'MOST KILLED WITH _ARNWEE_ DOWN HERE."] [Illustration: _PLUCK!_ _Master Cock-Robin._ "I TELL YOU WHAT, UNCLE CHARLES--IF YOU ARE AT ALL NERVOUS ABOUT THE GAROTTERS--I'LL WALK HOME WITH YOU!"] [Illustration: _A LOVING CUP._] [Illustration: _SKETCH ON THE SEA-COAST DURING THE GALE._ _Lord D-ndre-ry (to his Bwother)._ "A-A-A, I THAY THAM! WATHER A DITHPLAY OF FIGGER--EH?"] [Illustration: _A SLOW GAME._ _Chorus of Offended Maidens._ "WELL! IF CLARA AND CAPTAIN DE HOLSTER ARE GOING ON IN THAT RIDICULOUS MANNER, WE MAY AS WELL LEAVE OFF PLAYING."] [Illustration: _SCENE--A MAN'S ROOMS IN THE TEMPLE._ (STEADY MAN SMOKES A SHORT PIPE, AND JAWS AT THE YOUNG SWELL LOUNGING IN EASY CHAIR.) _Steady Man._ "A MAN MUST _WORK_ NOW-A-DAYS, OR HE GETS LEFT BEHIND. THE ONLY POSITION WORTH HAVING IS WHAT YOU MAKE FOR YOURSELF," &c., &c. _Youthful Swell._ "OH, YES, I QUITE AGWEE WITH YOU ABOUT WORK. I DON'T MIND WORK, YOU KNOW, IN A GENEWAL WAY--BUT I OBJECT TO WHAT I CALL 'WORK OF SUPERWEWOGATION!'" _Steady Man._ "AND PRAY WHAT DO YOU UNDERSTAND BY THAT?" _Youthful Swell._ "WHY--I MEAN I DON'T CARE TO DO ANYTHING I CAN GET DONE FOR ME!"] [Illustration: _CROQUET._] [Illustration: _THE LATEST STYLE._] [Illustration: _THE LAST NEW THING IN CLOAKS._