SIR,--I am glad to see that there is a correspondence upon misused words. However, I can say that such words as "excellent," "admirable," "wonderful," "splendid," and "glorious," are _not_ misused when applied to ----.* Thanking you in advance, I remain, yours truly, PUFF PUFF. * Editorially suppressed. Applications for insertion of advertisements should be addressed to another quarter. * * * * * AN OLD DOGGEREL COUPLET RE-DRESSED. [M. ZOLA is understood to have accepted an invitation to the Institute of Journalists' Conference in London.] Fairer subject never rose our graphic pens to task all, Than the presence (and paper) amidst the Children of Letters, the new Grub Street geniuses, the Poets and Press-men and penny-a-liners, the Sages and "all the rages," the Naturalistic Novelists and New Humourists, the literary "Strong Men" and Anti-Sentimentalists, the Impressionists and Symbolists, and Stylists, and Superior Sniffers, and "Manly" Muse-hunters, and Man-despising Mugwumps, and Minor Minstrels and Minor-Minstrel-flouters, and would-be Laureates, and would-be-laureate-exterminators, and Mummer-Idolators and Mummer-Iconoclasts, and Up-to-date Oracles, and _Fin-de-siècle_ obscurantists, of the pyramidal author of _Dr. Pascal_! * * * * * MOTTO OF OUR MILITARY AUTHORITIES.--"Put up your Dukes!" * * * * * UNDER THE ROSE. (_A Story in Scenes._) [Illustration: "How shall I ever tell Cornelia?"] SCENE I.--_A decorously-furnished Drawing-room, at Hornbeam Lodge, Clapham, the residence of_ THEOPHILUS TOOVEY, Esq. _It is Sunday evening._ Mr. TOOVEY, _an elderly Gentleman with a high forehead, a rabbit mouth, and a long but somewhat wispy beard, is discovered sitting alone with a suitable book, upon which he is endeavouring to fix his thoughts, apparently without success._