(4.) _South-African Pih Kroost_ short. Gold continues to be in good demand. Anybody wishing to make a quick profit out of a small sum, such as from two to five sovereigns, wire "CROESUS, City" anytime before 12·30. In all cases of telegraphing, the message must be "Reply-Paid," or no notice will be taken of the communication. Remember "Time is Money." Keep up a good supply of both, and you'll live to bless "CROESUS." _Advice Gratis_.--Make (Brighton) "A," while the sun shines, Inquiries as to _The Para Docks Company_, and _The Jerrie Myer Bilder Company_, I will answer squarely and fairly next week. Don't move in these without the straight and direct advice of "CROESUS." As to the _Turpin, Sheppard, and Abershaw Highways Company_, I shall have something to say next week. Investors who want a real good thing, just hold your coin in hand for a week, till I say "Go," and then go it. This Company will be a big thing, _and, mind you, safe_. For the present I close the account, to re-open it next week, and, to show my good faith, send you my subscription, which you may read here, as I subscribe myself, "CROESUS, CITY." * * * * * [Greek: THAE PROTEKTED PHEMALE.] [Illustration] ["For our part we do not believe in protected studies. Greek came into the Western world, poor and needy, three centuries ago. By her own unaided charms she has won her way. By those charms we believe that she will hold her own against all competitors until literature and civilisation are no more."--_Times_.] Protected Greek! Protected Greek! BALFOUR may doubt, the _Times_ demur, And chattering "correspondents" seek Against the goddess strife to stir, But while the Senate rules, you bet, The Goths shan't smash the Grecians yet. When Don meets Don injurious fray Then comes in sooth the tug of war; And on this memorable day They gather in from near and far, To whelm the unnatural ones who'd seek To set the "Grace" against the Greek. SWETE looks on JEBB and JEBB on BROWNE, And BATESON looks on ROBERTSON SMITH. They cry, "Of WELLDON 'tis ill-done!" But THOMSON is a man of pith, And GRIMTHORPE, that scalp-hunting "Brave" Will tomahawk the "Modern" slave. The Proctors sat with serious brow, Within the swarming Senate House, Voters in hundreds swarmed below, Fellows of scholarship and _nous_. They counted votes, and, when 'twas done, _Non-placets_ had it, three to one! And where are they, Granta's fell foes, The champions of the Modern side? Five twenty-five emphatic "Noes" Have squelched their schemes, and dashed their pride. Hurroo! for those so prompt to vindicate Compulsory Greek against the Syndicate!