When his _Pug, Wog and Pussy_ is on the market there will be a Family reel, in which he is pretending to be a tree and the children are climbing it. And when he has just published _The Cruise of the Cow_; or, _Seven Hours at Sea_, he will be seen with an intense expression tying a bowline on a bight or madly hauling on the throat-halyard--at Messrs. Mump and Gump's specially-equipped ponds. And for his passionate romance, _The Borrowed Bride_---- But I don't know what he will do then. And even now we have not exhausted the list of Public Men. There are clergymen. Don't you feel that some of those sermons might be thrown on the screen--and left there? A. P. H. * * * * * The Merry Bishop. The Dean of CAPE TOWN with a critical frown To the jests of St. Albans' gay Bishop demurs; But the Bishop denies the offence and implies 'Tis the way of all asses to nibble at FURSE. * * * * * "Harvest Festival celebrations took place at St. John's Church on Sunday evening, when the choir rendered the anthem 'Praise the young ladies of the choir.'"--_Yorkshire Paper._ And we have no doubt they deserved it. * * * * * [Illustration: _Butcher_ (_at conclusion of scathing criticism of horse_). "WELL, THAT'S MY OPINION, ANYWAY. AND I OUGHT TO KNOW SOMETHING BY NOW ABOUT A BIT OF 'ORSEFLESH WHEN I SEES IT." _Groom._ "YES--AND SO OUGHT YOUR CUSTOMERS TOO."] * * * * * OUR BOOKING-OFFICE. (_By Mr. Punch's Staff of Learned Clerks._)