Sir Jeffrey Dunstan sported his handsome figure within his booth; outside of which was displayed a likeness of the elegant original in his pink satin smalls. His dress, address, and oratory, fascinated the audience; in fact, “Jeffy was quite tonish!” In opposition to the “Monstrous Craws” at the Royal Grove, were shown in a barn “four wonderful human creatures, brought three thousand miles beyond China, from the Kickashaw Mackabee country, viz. “A man with a chin eleven inches Ions:. “Another with as many M'ens and warts on his face as knots on an old thornback. “A third with two large teeth five inches long, strutting beyond his upper lip, as if his father had been a man-tiger! “And the fourth with a noble large fiery head, that looked like the red-hot urn on the top of the monument!” “These most wonderful wild-born human beings (the Monstrous Craws), two females and a male, are of very small stature, being little more than four feet high; each with a monstrous craw under his throat. Their country, language, &c. are as yet unknown to mankind. It is supposed they started in some canoe from their native place (a remote quarter in South America), and being wrecked were picked up by a Spanish vessel. At that period they were each of a dark-olive complexion, but which has astonishingly, by degrees, changed to the colour of that of Europeans. They are tractable and respectful towards strangers, and of lively and merry disposition among themselves; singing and daneing in the most extraordinary way, at the will and pleasure of the company.” and those of Camberwell * and Wandsworth ** are * A petty session (how very petty!) was held at Union Hall on the 4th July, 1823, in order to put down Camberwell Fair, which is as old as Domesday Book. Shakspere has truly described these ill-conditioned, peddling, meddling Dogberrys “You wear out a good wholesome forenoon in hearing a cause between an orange-wife and a fosset-seller; and then rejourn the controversy of three-pence to a second day of audience. When you speak best to the purpose, it is not worth the wagging of your beards, and your beards deserve not so honourable a grave, as to stuff a botcher's cushion, or to be entombed in an ass's pack-saddle.” ** Wandsworth Fair exhibited sixty years ago Mount Vesuvius, or the burning mountain by moonlight, rope, and hornpipe- dancing; a forest, with the humours of lion-catching; tumbling by the young Polander from Sadler's Wells; several diverting comic songs; a humorous dialogue between Mr. Swatehall and his wife; sparring matches; the Siege of Belgrade, &c. all for three-penee!