From the lips of a tall Hollyhock. The Pheasant’s eye, always a mischievous wight, For prying out something not good, Avow’d that he peep’d through the keyhole that night; And clearly discern’d, by a glow-worm’s pale light, Their Two-faces-under-a-hood. Old Dowager Peony, deaf as a door, Who wish’d to know more of the facts, Invited Dame Mustard and Miss Hellebore, With Miss Periwinkle, and many friends more, One evening to tea and to tracts. The Butter-cups ranged, defamation ran high, While every tongue join’d the debate; Miss Sensitive said, ‘twixt a groan and a sigh, Though she felt much concern’d—yet she thought her dear Vi— Had grown rather bulbous of late. Thus the tale spread about through the busy parterre: Miss Columbine turn'd up her nose, And the prude Lady Lavender said, with a stare, That her friend, Mary-gold, had been heard to declare, The creature had toy’d with the Rose. Each Sage look’d severe, and each Cocks-comb look’d gay, When Daffy to make their mind easy, Miss Violet married one morning in May, And, as sure as you live, before next Lady-day, She brought him a Michaelmas-daisy. NOTHING WONDERFUL. The Duke of Normandie accounts for the non-explosion of his percussion-shells, by the fact of having incautiously used some of M’Culloch’s pamphlets on the corn laws. If this be the case, no person can be surprised at their not going off. MODERN WAT TYLERS. The anxiety of the Whigs to repeal the timber duties is quite pardonable, for, with their wooden heads, they doubtlessly look upon it in the light of a poll-tax. [pg 27] A young dark-skinned boy. Head of a Botecudo previous to disfigurement. A young dark-skinned man with chin and ear pendants. Head of a Butecudo disfigured by chin and ear pendants. A dark-skinned man with drooping ear lobes, wearing English clothes and a monocle. Head of a Botecudo disfigured by civilisation. CIVILISATION. “If an European,” says Sir Joshua Reynolds, in one of his Discourses, “when he has cut off his beard, and put false hair on his head, or bound up his own hair in formal, hard knots, as unlike nature as he can make it, and after having rendered them immoveable by the help of the fat of hogs, has covered the whole with flour, laid on by a machine with the utmost regularity—if, when thus attired, he issues forth and meets a Cherokee Indian who has bestowed as much time at his toilet, and laid with equal care and attention his yellow and red ochre on such parts of his forehead and cheeks as he judges most becoming, whichever of these two despises the other for this attention to the fashion of his country, whichever first feels himself provoked to laugh, is the barbarian.”