is much the same thing as "awarding a palm"--to its old friend, HARRY PAYNE, who, with TULLY LEWIS as _Pantaloon_, has pulled himself together, and given us a good quarter of an hour of genuine Old English Pantomime, compared with which the other, though its fooling is excellent in its own way, is only comic _ballet d'action_ after the style of _Fun in a Fog_. I think that was the title, but am not sure, of the gambols with which the MARTINETTI _troupe_ used to entertain us. The new and improved style of ballet-dancing introduced by the now celebrated _pas de quatre_ at the Gaiety, is charming, as here and now represented by Miss MABEL LOVE and her graceful companions. [Illustration: "'_Fin de siècle_' Clown! Why I've seen that sort o' thing done years ago, when I was a boy!"] To sum up; as the inspired poet of the immortal ode on Guy Fawkes' Day saw no reason why that particular treason should ever be forgot, so I, but uninspired, and only mortal, am unable to ascertain the existence of any objection to the opinion that this Pantomime possesses staying power sufficient to carry itself on for an extra long run of several months over Easter, and, maybe, up to Whitsuntide. There is but one DRURIOLANUS, and the Pantomime is his Profit! The two authors have achieved what "all the King's horses and all the King's men" (not of Cambridge, of course) could not effect!--they have set _Humpty-Dumpty_ on his legs again! And so congratulations to "all concerned"! And, without prejudice to Sir DRURIOLANUS, I beg to sign myself, THE OTHER KNIGHT. * * * * * THE LAY OF THE ANALYTIC NOVELIST. ["It is not the patent, obvious results of the inner working of mind on which the modern novelist dwells, it is on that inner working itself."--_Daily Chronicle_.] That odd barrel-organ, the human mind, I love to explore; 'tis the analyst's lune; But if I can only contrive to find How the pipes will grunt, and the handle will grind, I don't care a fig for the _tune_! * * * * * "HIT ONE OF YOUR OWN SIZE."--About the ups or downs of the Alexandra Palace, Mr. SHAW LEFEVRE shouldn't have a row with a LITTLER, specially when the LITTLER, who if he, with his friends, take over the lease of the Alexandra themselves, will then be a Lessor, is pretty sure to get the best of the discussion. * * * * * BY A THOUGHTFUL PHILOSOPHER.--Any remedy against London fogs must involve a grate change. * * * * * [Illustration: A GREAT DRAWBACK. _Dougal_ (_with all his native contempt for the Londoner_). "AYE, MON, AN' HE'S NO A BAD SHOT?" _Davie_. "'DEED AN' HE'S A VERRA _GUID_ SHOT." _Dougal_. "HECH! IT'S AN AWFU' PEETIE HE'S A LONDONER!"] * * * * * THE NEW MONITOR; OR, JOSEPH'S JOBATION.