In "Lucky Shoes," baskets, and in other dainty trifles, does RIMMEL arrange his beautiful bottles of scent. RIMMEL is not a Head Centre, but our Chief Scenter, "and," exclaims Mr. WAGSTAFF, the Unabashed, "what a great day will be his Scentenary!" * * * * * "THE SILENT BATTLE."--See this charming piece at the Criterion. Of course it is brought out by Mr. CHARLES WYNDHAM in illustration of the old proverb, "_Acts, not words._" * * * * * [Illustration: HAPPY AND NOVEL COMBINATION! THE HARMONIOUS CHRISTMAS "PARTY."] * * * * * CHOOSING CHRISTMAS TOYS. (_A Sketch in the Lowther Arcade._) _Between the sloping banks of toys, and under a dense foliage of coloured rosettes, calico banners, and Japanese-lanterns, the congested Stream of Custom oozes slowly along, with an occasional overflow into the backwaters of the shops behind, while the Stall-keepers keep up a batrachian and almost automatic croak of invitation._ _Fond Grandmother._ So you've chosen a box of soldiers, have you, FRANKY?--very well. Now what shall we get for little ELSIE and Baby? _Franky (promptly)._ Another box of soldiers would do nicely for ELSIE, Grandmamma, and--_I_ know, a fort for Baby! _Grandm. (doubtfully)._ But they're such _little_ tots--they won't know how to play with them. _Franky._ Oh, but I can _teach_ them, you know, Grandmamma. _Grandm._ That's right--I like to see a boy kind to his little sisters. [_She adopts_ Master FRANKY'S _disinterested suggestion._ _A Mother._ Now, PERCY, it's all nonsense--you _can't_ want any more toys--those you've got are as good as new. (_To her Friend._) He's such a boy for taking care of his things--he'll hardly trust his toys out of their boxes, and won't allow anyone else to _touch_ them! _The Friend._ Dear little fellow--then I'm sure he _deserves_ to be given a new toy for being so careful! _The Mother._ Well, he'll give me no peace till I _do_ give him something. I know--but mind this, PERCY, it's only to keep you quiet, and I'm not going to buy EDDIE anything. _(To Friend.)_ He gives all _his_ things away as it is! [Master PERCY _takes both these valuable moral lessons to heart_. _Mrs. Stilton (to her less prosperous Sister-in-law_, Mrs. BLOOMOLD). Nonsense, VINNIE, I won't _hear_ of it! REGGIE has more toys already than he knows what to do with! _Mrs. Bloom. (apologetically)._ Of course, my dear SOPHIA, I know your children are born to every----but still, I have no one but myself _now_, you know--and if I _might_--it would be such a _pleasure_! _Mrs. Stilton._ I have already told you there is not the slightest occasion for your spending your money in any such foolish manner. I hope that is enough. _Mrs. Bloom._ I'm sure he would like one of these little water-carts--now _wouldn't_ you, REGGIE? [REGGIE _assents shyly_.