In most respects, no doubt, the present example can boast no superiority to ditties in the same style now commanding the ear of the public. One merit, however, its author does claim for it. Though it deals with most of the burning questions of the hour, it can be sung anywhere with absolute security. This is due to a simple but ingenious method by which the political sentiment has been arranged on the reversible principle. A little alteration here and there will put the singer in close touch with an audience of almost any shade of politics. Should it happen that the title has been already anticipated, _Mr. Punch_ begs to explain that the remainder of this sparkling composition is entirely original; any similarity with previous works must be put down entirely to “literary coincidence.” Whether the title is new or not, it is a very nice one, viz:-- BETWEEN YOU AND ME--AND THE POST. (_To be sung in a raucous voice, and with a confidential air._) I’ve dropped in to whisper some secrets I’ve heard. Between you and me and the Post! Picked up on the wing by a ‘cute little bird. We are gentlemen ’ere--so the caution’s absurd, Still, you’ll please to remember that every word Is between you and me and the Post! _Chorus_ (_to which the singer should dance_). Between you and me and the Post! An ’int is sufficient at most. I’d very much rather this didn’t go farther, than ’tween you and me and the Post! At Lord Sorlsbury’s table there’s sech a to-do. Between you and me and the Post! When he first ketches sight of his dinner _menoo_, And sees he’s set down to good old Irish stoo-- Which he’s sick of by this time--now, tell me, ain’t _you_? Between you and me and the Post! _(This happy and pointed allusion to the Irish Question is sure to provoke loud laughter from an audience of Radical sympathies. For Unionists, the words_ “Lord Sorlsbury’s” _can be altered by our patent reversible method into “the_ G. O. M.’s,” _without at all impairing the satire.) Chorus, as before._ The G. O. M.’s hiding a card up his sleeve. Between you and me and the Post! Any ground he has lost he is going to retrieve, And what _his_ little game is, he’ll let us perceive, And he’ll pip the whole lot of ’em, so I believe, Between you and me and the Post! (_Chorus._) (_The hit will be made quite as palpably for the other side by substituting_ “Lord Sorlsbury’s,” _&c., at the beginning of the first line, should the majority of the audience be found to hold Conservative views._)