To stop him was impossible. He went along the highway for thirty-two and a half miles, and then, with a last despairing yell, he vanished over the cliff, still seated on his steed, and was buried beneath the waves of the English Channel. So FITZCLARENCE and AGATHA returned to the castle, and lived happily ever after. * * * * * OUR BOOKING-OFFICE. In the _Nineteenth Century_ the Baron skimmed an article on "The Gold-mining Madness in the City," by S. F. VAN OSS. There's a deal of method in this madness. Isn't it rather presumptuous in a "Van Oss" to advise Bulls and Bears not to make asses of themselves? Amusing article in _Macmillan_ for this month on "Moll Cutpurse." Even OLIVER, the Protector, couldn't protect himself from this nimble-handed, light-fingered lady, who entertained very practical notions on the Common-wealth. Capital chatty book, published by ARROWSMITH (but evidently ought to have been published by "CHATTY AND WINDUS"), is _Platform, Press, Politics and Play_, by our worthy gossip, T. H. S. ESCOTT. "Just the sort of book for a quiet half hour in these chill October evenings," quoth the BUSY BARON DE BOOK-WORMS. * * * * * PASTEUR. [M. PASTEUR, the great French bacteriologist, died at St. Cloud on Saturday, September 28.] At the great PASTEUR'S passing we must grieve _De tout notre cœur_: May the Good Shepherd's pastures fair receive _Notre Bon PASTEUR_. * * * * * A Cruel Jest. _Householder_ (_to unfamiliar Gas Collector_). I don't seem to know your face. Where's the usual man--JONES? _Collector._ Laid up in bed. _Householder_ (_bitterly_). Of course, with the old complaint--gas-trick fever--eh? [_Exit New Collector, hurriedly._ * * * * * "ONE OF THE 'UPPER TEN.'"--"Rev. HERBERT BROOKE," we read in the _Daily News_, has been "appointed to the chaplaincy of Les Avants, above Montreaux, Switzerland." Above Montreaux! In such a position the reverend gentleman will be a very high churchman. Likewise ought he to be a very learned one, seeing that he is to be chaplain to _Les Savants_. * * * * * The Member for SARK writes from the remote Highlands of Scotland, where he has been driving past an interminable series of lochs, to inquire _where the keys are kept?_ He had better apply to the local authorities in the Isle of Man. They have a whole House of Keys. Possibly those the hon. Member is concerned about may be found among them. * * * * * TAKEN FOR GRANTED.--Although members of the London County Council, whose business it is to attend to the "nice conduct" of theatres and music-halls, may be said to have "given up all their wild proceedings" of a year ago, their actions of late have, nevertheless, been characterised by "unbridled license." * * * * *