_Antony_. "It is shaped, Sir, like itself; and it is just as broad as it hath breadth; it is just so high as it is, and moves with its own organs; it lives by that which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of it, it transmigrates." See also Henry IV. (first part) Act II. Scene 4. Our readers may perhaps wish to know what the nature of the "chaffing," of which Master Sims is the object, may be: hoping that in attempting to gratify their curiosity, we shall not outrage their feelings, we present them with the following scene:-- Master Mike Waters. "Crikey, Bill!" Master Bill Sims. "Well; Wot?" Master Jim Curtis. "My eye, Bill, wot a swell we are!" Bill. "Wot d'ye mean? I dessay you think yourself very clever,--don't yer now?" Jim. "I say, Bill, do your keep that 'ere collar button'd ven you has yer grub?" Bill. "Wot odds?" Jim. "That 'ere letter of yourn's post-haste, I s'pose, Bill?" Bill. "Do yer? How long have them muffins bin 'All Hot? '" Jim. "As long agin as half. I 'll bet you I know who that letter's for." Bill. "I 'll bet yer you don't!" Mike. "My eye! what a plummy tile!" Bill. "It's as good as yourn any day, spooney!" Jim. "I say, Mike, twig the yaller." Mike. "Ho! ho! ho!" Bill. "Wot a pretty laugh!" Jim. "Do your Missus keep a buss, Bill?" Bill. "Find out." Jim. "Cos you'd do uncommon well to get up behind--wouldn't he, Mike?" Mike. "I b'lieve yer. Benk! Benk!" Jim. "Helephant! C'tee, C'tee!" Mike. "Now, Sir! Now, Sir!" Jim. "Now, marm, goin' down! goin' down!" Bill. "I tell you wot, you fellers; you'd just best cut your stick. I ain't goin' to stand bein' bullied by you, I can tell yer." Jim. "I say, Mike, his monkey's up." Mike. "Don't you stand it, Bill; pitch into him--punch 'is 'ed." Jim. "Lor bless yer, his Missus won't let him spile his beauty; she's too fond of him." Bill. "Yaa! you great fool! You've got enough to do to mind your own business. There's them people at 24 a-waitin' for you. Won't you catch it!--that's all." Jim. "See any green, Bill? Good b'ye." Mike. "Never you mind, Bill, Good b'ye--Happy land! happy land," &c.