P.S.--I saw the latest actor's edition of NAPOLEON the other night at the Gaiety. He wasn't "in it" with "GOMERSAL,"--but then GOMERSAL was occasionally on horseback; still, there was the uniform and the snuff-box. * * * * * [Illustration: FANCY PORTRAIT. _Lord Chief Justice_ . . . LORD RUSSELL OF KILLOWEN. _King Henry the Fifth_ . . MR PUNCH. "YOU ARE RIGHT, JUSTICE, AND YOU WEIGH THIS WELL; THEREFORE STILL BEAR THE BALANCE, AND THE SWORD: AND I DO WISH YOUR HONOURS MAY INCREASE!" _Second Part of King Henry the Fourth_, Act., V Sc. 2.] * * * * * FANCY PORTRAIT. (_A Shakspearian "Living Picture" up to date._) _Lord Chief Justice_. . . LORD RUSSELL OF KILLOWEN. _King Henry the Fifth_. . MR. PUNCH. _King._ You are right, Justice, and you weigh this well; Therefore still bear the balance, and the sword: And I do wish your honours may increase! * * * For which I do commit into your hand The unstained sword COLERIDGE was used to bear; With this remembrance,--That you use the same With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit As you have shown before. There is my hand! _Second Part of King Henry the Fourth,_ _Act V. Sc. 2 (slightly altered)._ As HARRY unto GASCOIGNE gave, So _Punch_ to RUSSELL gladly gives That Sword which frights but rogue and slave, By which our ordered freedom lives; And gives therewith his hand in token Of pleasure more than may be spoken. Nought have you "done that misbecame Your place, your person," or your power. 'Tis a right crown of crescent fame, Of fitness full befitting dower, That you, my Lord, "have foremost hand" In dealing justice round the land. If set in quaint Shakspearian guise, Not less the motley-wearing Sage Gaily presents to serious eyes A Living Picture for the Age. So "take it--earnest wed with sport,"[1] From one who, stooping not to court, Loves e'en to praise in merry sort! [1] TENNYSON'S _The Day Dream_. * * * * * THE HARDY ANNUAL AT HENLEY OR, LUNCH AMONG THE ROWERS. AIR--"_Love among the Ruins_." When the early cat erotically smiles On the tiles, I arise and rather accurately fling Any thing That is handy and adapted to my sense Of offence; Then I reconstruct my well-avengèd head On the bed; But the hope of sleep deferred is deadly dull, So I cull Memoranda from the great and golden time Of my prime.