ourselves, we are anxious to contribute our small mite to the worthy object, and beg, therefore, to suggest the following appropriate design:-- Let a wild horse--the wildest that can be found on the Green Yard--be harnessed to the craziest cab that can be picked off a nocturnal cab stand, and on the top of that cab let poor Cabbie be fastened _à la Mazeppa_. An aureol, made of dirty straw, should shine round his head; his whip should be lying by his side, broken in two, and suspended round his neck should be his badge of suffering, on which should be marked the fatal word "6_d._" On the box should be seated a Member of Parliament (the conventional long ears of an M.P. might be left out on this occasion), with the New Cab Act in his hand, driving the poor Cabman to desperation. The motto on the panel might be "FOR WHEEL AND WOE." The above design, we are sure, would work up into a very magnificent statue. In the meantime we hope CARDINAL WISEMAN will exercise all his influence with the POPE, or whoever may be the great almanac-maker; at Rome, to have SAINT CABBIE introduced by the side of SAINT FIACRE in the Romish Calendar. * * * * * A PRESENT FROM THE POPE. His Holiness--says the _Journal de Bruxelles_--has sent to the young bridegroom, the DUKE OF BRABANT, "a fragment of the wood of the manger which formed the cradle of our Saviour." The POPE has a constant supply of relics on hand to be bestowed on fitting persons and fitting occasions. Enthrone Liberty in the Capitol, and the POPE, no doubt, would send _her_ a relic; nothing less than "the Kiss of JUDAS?" * * * * * POOR SHAKSPEARE! The fiddles are once more at him. Again is SHAKSPEARE to be bow-strung. VERDI--we learn from the _Post_--is putting _King Lear_ and _Hamlet_ to cat gut. It is, moreover, whispered that _Hamlet_ is destined for the Princess's; _Hamlet_ to be sung by MR. CHARLES KEAN, who is expected to make a great hit in the solo of "To be or not to be," in which he will accompany himself on the Jews'-harp. * * * * * REVIEW OF THE MEDICAL LINE. A grand review of the Medical Staff of the Metropolis was held yesterday by SURGEON-GENERAL _Punch_; the officers and men of the various parishes presenting themselves in professional rank and file. The colours of the corps have become rather faded in consequence of exposure to foul air and exhalations. They are red, blue, and green, in correspondence with night-lamps and shop-window bottles; and are emblazoned with the names of various localities in which the force, performing services of danger, has triumphed over cholera, typhus, and other foes; as "Fig Tree Court," "Puddle Dock," "Twister's Alley," "Paradise Row," "Mount Pleasant," "Slumson's Rents," "Grimes's Mews," &c.