Engaged in friendly discourse, they came in sight of eighty-five or eighty-six windmills; and as DON QUIXOTE espied them he said to his Squire, "Fortune favours us. Look yonder, friend JESSE--I mean SANCHO--where thou mayest discover some more than eighty disloyal giants, and monsters of sedition, whom I intend to encounter and slay." "What giants?" said SANCHO PANZA. "These thou seest yonder," answered his master, "with their long and far-reaching arms, for some are wont to have them of the full length of a league. Fly not, ye cowards, and vile caitiffs!" he cried, "for it is a single Knight who assaults ye! Although ye should have more arms than the giant Briareus, ye shall pay for it!" *** And the story, so far as it has gone (it is "to be continued"), leaves DON QUIXOTE making a prodigiously plucky assault upon the League-limbed "giants," with what result the sequel will show. * * * * * [Illustration: TORSION. _Irish Waiter (to Bow-legged Traveller in the Coffee-room)._ "BIG PARDON, SOR. HADN'T YOUR HONOUR BETTER MOVE A LITTLE FURTHER FROM THE FOIRE?" _Traveller (fiercely)._ "EH? WHA' FOR? WHA' D'YE MEAN?!" _Irish Waiter._ "OCH SHURE, SOR, YER LEGS IS WARPIN'!--OCH! PHEW! MOST TURRIBLE!"] * * * * * TO A LADY DENTIST. [It is announced that Ladies are to be enabled to take diplomas in Dentistry.] Lady Dentist, dear thou art, Thou hast stolen all my heart; Take too, I shall not repine, Modest molars such as mine; Draw them at thine own sweet will; Pain can come not from thy skill. Lady Dentist, fair to see, Are the forceps held by thee; Lest those pretty lips should pout, You may pull my eye-teeth out; I'm regardless of the pangs, When thy hand extracts the fangs. Lady Dentist, hear me pray Thou wilt visit me each day; Welcome is the hand that comes-- Lightly hovering o'er my gums. Not a throne, love, could compare With thine operating chair. Lady Dentist, when in sooth You've extracted every tooth, Take me toothless to your arms, For the future will have charms: Artificial teeth shall be-- Work for you and joy for me! * * * * * ALL THE DIFFERENCE.--The Statesmen used to be called "Pillars of the State." _Pillars!_ They now seem to contribute to its support little but endless (newspaper) _columns_! * * * * * THE LETTER-BAG OF TOBY, M.P. FROM A HOODED EAGLE. _H-tf-ld House, Friday._ [Illustration:] DEAR TOBY,