Of the horses I advised my readers to "Keep an eye on," only one, _Buccaneer_, put in an appearance, and won the Gold Cup; so that my warning as to the difficulty of doing this, was fully borne out by the result. My Gold Cup selection did not run, and had I known that _Ermak_ would have been his sole opponent, I should have made him my tip; but I do not pretend to be Ermakulate! (That's _awful_--please forgive me, _dear Mr. Punch_!) From the way _St. Angelo_ won the Palace Stakes, I can't help thinking he would have won the Derby but for the French horse _Rueil_, who tried to _eat him_ during the race--(how shameful to let the poor thing get so hungry)--and this of course interfered with his chance--as you really cannot attend to two things at a time with a satisfactory result, unless they be sleeping and snoring! I presume that this sort of thing is meant when one reads in the sporting papers that such-and-such a horse was "nibbled at!"--but I really think that those who saw _St. Angelo_ on Thursday, saw the winner of the Leger! There is no race of any special importance next week, either at Windsor or Sandown, but I will give my weekly tip for the probable last in the Windsor June Handicap, and meanwhile I may as well say that I shall grace with my presence the Newmarket July Meeting, and, emulating the example of other tipsters who send "Paddock Wires," I shall be happy to supply anyone with my two-horse-a-day "_Songs from the Birdcage_," at five guineas a-week--(a reduction to _owners_)--at which price my selections _must_ be cheap. Yours devotedly, LADY GAY. WINDSOR JUNE HANDICAP. If "SHAKSPEARE" spells "ruin," as Managers say, Tragedians all should be needy! But a fortune was made by the best of his day, And an Actor of "notes" was "_Macready_." * * * * * Why is the Dissolution of Parliament like the human tongue?--Because it is in everybody's mouth. * * * * * "CUTS!" OR, WE NEVER SPEAK AS WE PASS BY. [Illustration: _Otto, the Wedding-Guest, singeth:_--] We never speak as we pass by! Alas! it was not always so. But now I cannot catch his eye, And, when I come, he's prompt to go. "_Il me reverra._" So I said When I resigned, his love to try, But see how WILHELM turns his head! We never speak as we pass by! _Not_ indispensable! Absurd! I built the Empire, made the Crown. Of Emperor WILHELM who had heard But for _my_ prowess and renown? And Emperor WILHELM cocks his nose, Regards me with averted eye; And, just as though, we now were foes, We never speak as we pass by! The boy, the ingrate, the young cock, Who thinks he's eagle when he crows; Old Aquila is _he_ to mock? I'll cut his comb ere matters close. And yet, and yet he keeps it up, And Germany demands not _why_! He bangs away like a big Krupp-- We never speak as we pass by.