RICHARD ROBERTSON deposed that he had seen a pair of slippers. They might have been the slippers of the prisoner. He saw one of those slippers thrown with considerable force at a water-butt. He had examined the water-butt, and there was a mark on it. On cross-examination he admitted that he did not know how the mark on the water-butt had been made. It might have been by a boot, and not a slipper. He did not know to whom the slippers belonged. They might have been the property of the prisoner. He was not sure that he had seen the slippers in the presence of the prisoner. In fact, he was not sure he had ever seen the prisoner before. He was also doubtful about the identity of the slippers. However, on re-examination, he was sure he had seen some slippers, and also a water-butt. After some further evidence, the inquiry was adjourned until to-morrow. * * * * * [Illustration: FASHION. "OH, MUMMY, HAVE YOU BEEN VACCINATED ON _BOTH_ ARMS?"] * * * * * THE THREE GEORGES. The following two letters have reached _Mr. Punch_, curiously enough, by the same post. Here they are, just as they were received:-- DEAR MR. PUNCH,--Will you allow me, through your columns, to thank the public for the brilliant way in which they are recognising my claims to distinction? As I walk through the streets I see evidence on all hands that on Thursday night London will be ablaze with "G. M."! Permit me, Sir, thus publicly to thank a discriminating public.--Yours Egoist-ically, G-ORGE M-R-D-TH. DEAR MR. PUNCH,--The Alderman in Art is beaten, and even the City is one continuous tribute to "G. M." Critics, envious of my _Speaker_ reputation, may carp, and say the tribute's all gas--a half-truth, concealing truth; but the public evidently know where to look for the true critical insight. I am obliged to them, and I thank you for this opportunity of saying so. Yours (naturally) as fresh as paint, G-ORGE M-RE. * * * * * SOMETHING THAT HAD BEEN BETTER LEFT UNSAID. (_By an ex-Old Bachelor, discontented with his condition in general, and his Mother-in-law in particular_).--"I will!" * * * * * A WEDDING FAVOUR.--A reserved first-class compartment on the London, Chatham and Dover. * * * * * AD FRATREM. BY A REMONSTRATIVE SISTER. (_See "Ad Examinatorem," Punch, July 1, 1893._) Dear Tom, you astonished me quite With your vigorous verses last week, It will be an unceasing delight In future, sweet brother, to speak Of the family poet--yourself! Yet I feel I must bid you beware. It may not be nice, but the word of advice Is your favourite, "Don't lose your hair!"