"Well," said a man, who had listened to my application, "you have done it now!  You stood some chance before." I will get this infamus wretch's name before you go to press, so you can denounce him in the present number of your excellent journal. The statute of Apollo is a pretty slick statute.  A young yeoman seemed deeply imprest with it.  He viewd it with silent admiration.  At home, in the beautiful rural districks where the daisy sweetly blooms, he would be swearin in a horrible manner at his bullocks, and whacking 'em over the head with a hayfork; but here, in the presence of Art, he is a changed bein. I told the attendant that if the British nation would stand the expens of a marble bust of myself, I would willingly sit to some talented sculpist. "I feel," I said, "that this is a dooty I owe to posterity." He said it was hily prob'l, but he was inclined to think that the British nation wouldn't care to enrich the Mooseum with a bust of me, altho' he venturd to think that if I paid for one myself it would be accepted cheerfully by Madam Tussaud, who would give it a prom'nent position in her Chamber of Horrers.  The young man was very polite, and I thankt him kindly. After visitin the Refreshment room and partakin of half a chicken "of a uncertin age," like the Roman antiquitys I have previsly spoken of, I prepared to leave.  As I passed through the animal room I observed with pane that a benevolint person was urgin the stufft elephant to accept a cold muffin, but I did not feel called on to remostrate with him, any more than I did with two young persons of diff'rent sexes who had retired behind the Rynosserhoss to squeeze each other's hands.  In fack, I rayther approved of the latter proceedin, for it carrid me back to the sunny spring-time of MY life.  I'm in the shear and yeller leaf now, but I don't forgit the time when to squeeze my Betsy's hand sent a thrill through me like fellin off the roof of a two-story house; and I never squozed that gentle hand without wantin to do so some more, and feelin that it did me good. Trooly yours, Artemus Ward PART VI. ARTEMUS WARD'S PANORAMA. (ILLUSTRATED AS DELIVERED AT EGYPTIAN HALL, LONDON.) _______________ REFATORY NOTE BY MELVILLE D. LANDON.