_Saturday_, 1 A.M.--All up with Little Bill-ee. His worst fears are realised. Whilst Captain WILLYUM: has been having a quiet, restful time among the heather, Guzzling BOB and Gorging HARTY have worked their wicked will on the Innocent. Snickersees have been drawn; blows have been dealt; the hunger of Ulster has been satisfied; Little Bill-ee has been killed and eaten. "Just so," said the LORD CHANCELLOR from behind his wig; "a meal eagerly partaken of. Now we've nothing to do but to wait awhile, and see how it agrees with them. You remember, TOBY, the letters engraved on the tomb of her late husband by the sorrowing widow in Ohio? S. Y. L. 'See you later,' she explained to inquiring friends, was its portent. S. Y. L., Little Bill-ee, S. Y. L.!" _Business done._--Lords throw out Home-Rule Bill by 419 Votes against 41. * * * * * Sartorial. "Naked and not ashamed" our "Interests" stand, "Scourge of our Toil, monopolist of our Land!" So someone says. But 'twill be found, if tested, These "naked" interests are mostly _vested_. * * * * * A REAL "MAYOR'S NEST."--The platform (presided over by the Mayor of Bristol) on the occasion of the opening of the Bristol Fine Art and Industrial Exhibition. (See Illustrated Papers _passim_.) * * * * * MOTTO FOR A MAN REPRIEVED FROM THE GALLOWS.--No noose is good news. * * * * * Transcriber's Note: Damaged and missing punctuation has been repaired. Page 122: 'fragant' corrected to 'fragrant'. '(Fair laden with "the fragrant weed"), "A Quiet Pipe!"' page 125: 'cruised' corrected to 'cruiser'. armour-plated cruiser _Impartial_