They must 'ave a new Chairman, in course, and--ha! ha!--_wot_ a hopening for Me!! Porochial Bumble _must_ rule, spite of fads, in a steady and sane age, And 'aving a heye on High Orfice _I_ can't waste _my_ time on mere Drainage! [_Kicks Report, and strikes an attitude._ * * * * * [Illustration: TRUE LITERARY EXCLUSIVENESS. "DON'T YOU ADMIRE ROBERT BROWNING AS A POET, MR. FITZSNOOK?" "I USED TO, ONCE; BUT _EVERYBODY_ ADMIRES HIM NOW, DON'TCHERKNOW--SO I'VE HAD TO GIVE HIM UP!"] * * * * * HIDE AND SEEK. Ah! Pirate KID's Treasure _has_ done good we know, It suggested a rattling good story to POE. But the "Syndicate" started to seek where 'tis hid, Will probably find that same Treasure--"_all_ KID!" * * * * * TEA IN TEN MINUTES. (A SONG AT A RAILWAY STATION.) AIR--_"THEE, THEE, ONLY THEE."_ [Illustration] Ten minutes here! The sun is sinking And longingly we've long been thinking, Of Tea, Tea, fragrant Tea! The marble slabs we gather round, They're long in bringing what is wanted. The china cup with draught embrown'd Our thirsty souls are wholly haunted By Tea, Tea, fragrant Tea! Now then, you waiter, stir, awaken! Time's up. I'll hardly save my bacon. Tea, Tea, bring that Tea! At last! The infusion's rayther dark. But hurry up! Can't stay for ever! One swig! Br-r-r-r! Hang the cunning shark! Will't never cool? Nay, never, never! Tea, Tea, scalding Tea! More milk; don't be an hour in bringing! Heavens! That horrid bell is ringing! "Take your seats, please!" Can't _touch_ the Tea! Cup to the carriage must not take; Crockery may be lost, or broken; Refreshment sharks are wide awake. But--many a naughty word is spoken O'er Tea, Tea, scalding Tea! * * * * * NOTHING NEW.--The Editor of the _Gentlewoman_ announces a forthcoming novel to be written by about a dozen or more novelists. _Mr. Punch_ highly commends this spirited enterprise. The scheme is not absolutely a novelty, as in _Mr. Punch's_ pages some time ago, was there not a "Limited Novel Co." of Authors and Artists to produce "Chikkin Hazard?" They combined, but did not collaborate. But any way, success to the _Gentlewoman_! * * * * * "WHERE IS DAT BARTY NOW?"--After the recent suicide of _le pauvre Général_, the Boulangist party cannot be said to have been left without leaders, at all events, in England, as they have had leaders in all the papers, and actually two in the _Times_. * * * * * THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS. NO. X.