LEARNING BY ART.--The Painters in Water-Colours have done good service to their Royal Institute by the exhibition of their works this season. On the whole, or rather walls, a very worthy show. "_Royal Windsor_," by Mr. KEELEY HALSWELLE, although suggestive of mist, is not likely to be overlooked. Then Miss ROSE BARTON'S "_South Kensington Station_" seems to give great satisfaction to those who can identify the coloured bottles in the shop-window of a local chemist. Miss KATE GREENAWAY is well to the front with "_The Portrait of a Little Boy_" and "_An Angel visiting the Green Earth_" both of which are described by members of the "so-called" fair sex "sweetly pretty." Mr. E. H. CORBOULD'S companion paintings of "_At Home_" and "_Not at Home_," are suggestive of incidents in the life of a Military Doctor, seemingly partial to wearing his uniform habitually in a house that has been presumably decorated under the direction of a heraldic stationer. The Military Doctor in the second picture is winking. Altogether the subject is unconventional. * * * * * [Illustration: "THE YOUNG PEOPLE'S ORCHESTRAL CONCERT." ALL INFANT PRODIGIES. _Picture of a Rehearsal, by One who wasn't there._] * * * * * AFTER THE REVIEW. _Col. Punch loquitur:--_ The usual Compliments! Of course, of course! If we could only thrive on casual flattery! But praise won't raise a troop of foot or horse, Equip a squadron, Sir, or mount a battery. Soft words won't butter parsnips--that's plain speech. Circumlocution is so hard to teach! Of course the boys behaved themselves right well, "As usual," so you say with great propriety. We've heard from many a military swell And bland civilian, even to satiety, Similar words; but if you think that praises Will satisfy us, you _must_ think us "daisies." Vulgar vernacular you'll please excuse, Camp-language is not that of a Committee. If folks conceive we muster to amuse Cheap-trippers, or ourselves, it is a pity. 'Tis not for Easter sport we toil--and pay, "Stone-broke to make a British holiday." Pay! Yes, we're out of pocket, some of us, More than we can, or than we will, afford. Patriot spirit does not want to fuss, But carpet-knight and ornamental Lord Who for _their_ "work" are well remunerated, Don't know our case; 'tis time that it were stated. When good men are retiring, driven out From service by extravagant expenses, The virtues of the System you must doubt, Or any Englishman who's in his senses. If we are worth our salt, as you assure us, Surely from pocket-loss you might secure us!