where, my readers; it wasn't Botany Bay, nor Woolwich, nor Portsmouth, nor Millbank, nor Pentonville, that the metaphor or expletive assigned as his destination. Perhaps your imagination, reader, will spare me all excuse for sullying my pages by mentioning the locality, which some original mind has said is not fit to name or write to ears or eyes polite. In Wednesday morning's _Times_ there appeared an advertisement, which informed the readers of the leading journal that Mr. Crapp wanted, as clerk, a single young man, of good education, quick at accounts, who wrote a superior hand, of unquestionable sobriety, strict honesty, and enjoying one or two minor qualities. These must must be vouched by undeniable references. The salary offered by Mr. Crapp was 15_s._ per week. Three hundred applicants wrote to J. C. (Mr. Crapp's initials), at the post-office adjacent to his place of business, in the course of Wednesday. On Thursday morning the employer selected from the lot half a dozen letters, and saw as many young men that evening. On Friday an applicant who had passed through "the ordeal by reference" whole and unscathed in body and reputation, was given the stool on which Mr. Thinshanks had been long perched with honour. That day the new clerk received a numerous body of commands. He had been called upon to solemnly declare before Mr. Crapp that he wasn't afraid of work; and the truth of such averment was tested, as far as it could be, in a single day--on the Friday. Among the numerous directions Mr. Crapp gave his new clerk were instructions to write to Messrs. Clockwork and Rigid, politely asking the reason why they had not acknowledged the receipt of the cheque for 50_l._ 4_s._ 1½_d._, which had been sent them in due course on the previous Monday afternoon? This firm carried on business in the neighbourhood of Shoreditch. It did not take long for Mr. Thinshanks's successor to write that and a dozen other letters of equal brevity, and it, with the others, was posted by eleven o'clock on Friday morning.