Sich a smart man too! Sich a _very_ smart man! No "Lily" pride, no blue--blood affectation! Yet he somehow made yer feel That in 'im yer 'ad to deal With a gent by nature _and_ by edgercation! You ought to seen 'im on the stump, Smart frock and stiff shirt collar; Got up regardless, clean-cut chump, Orchid for button-'oler! 'E cocked a snook at pride o' race. We shouted "Brayvo, BRUMMY! Peg on, we'll put yer in fust place; Then won't old WEG look rummy?" _Chorus._ Sich a smart man too! Sich a _very_ smart man! No _Rip wan Winkle_ HARTY affectation! Yet 'e somehow made yer feel That 'e jest knowed 'ow to deal With the "Gentlemen" by buth and edgercation. Acrost 'is phiz there stole a smile, Like sunshine in November. Sez 'e, "_I_'m for the Sons o' Tile!" O yus, don't we remember! We fancied JOE wos one of hus, A cove we might ha' trusted. Now you should 'ear the Corkus cuss At the Brum bubble--busted! _Chorus._ Sich a smart man too! Sich a _very_ smart man! No orty scorn, no "arm-cheer" affectation! One as somehow made yer feel 'E alone knowed 'ow to deal With Allotments, Taxes and Free Edgercation! 'E chose to play at hodd man hout; 'E ain't the fust by many Wot's tried to Tommy-Dodd the rout With a two-'eaded penny. It's broke our trust; _'e_ can go 'ome With Toffdom for next neighbour. _'E_ won't cut Capital's cockscomb In the 'Oly Cause o' Labour! _Chorus._ Sich a snide man too! Sich a _very_ snide man! And now,--but that's 'is hartful affectation! 'E would like to make hus feel As he only "plays genteel," To give Toffs a Demmycratic Hedgercation! * * * * * ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT. EXTRACTED FROM THE DIARY OF TOBY, M.P. _House of Commons, Monday, March 7._--JOKIM in a bad way to-night. People are wanting to know how it has come about that TATE's offer of £80,000 for Picture Gallery, with £80,000 worth of pictures thrown in to start it, has, after long correspondence with CHANCELLOR OF EXCHEQUER, been withdrawn. JOKIM rises to explain. "What I should really like to do," he whispered to me, in confidence, "is to give him one for his _tête_, as we say in cribbage. But suppose I must speak him fair." Did his best in that direction though undercurrent of observation in lengthy paper he read decidedly set in direction of making TATE out as a cantankerous wrong-headed person who, proposing to bestow some £160,000 in way of free gift, expected to have his wishes consulted in such matter of detail as selection of site for Gallery. "I venture to hope," said JOKIM, in conclusion, "that the door is not finally closed on the establishment of a gallery for British Art." [Illustration: Young Father Dillwyn.]