Consols at 90.

HUSBAND. "Well! I declare I'm quite
glad it's a wet day. It will be an excuse
to stop at home with my darling little pip-
sey popsy. What do you say, Dickey! eh?
Pretty Dick! Pretty Dick!"

Consols at 80.

HUSBAND. "Go out for a walk!

Non

sense! I've something else to do. I think, too, you might pull down that blind, unless you want the sun to spoil all the furniture; and, dear, dear, do for goodness' sake, JEMIMA, take that d

canary out of the room!"

JONES (who is naturally proud of his first-born). 'A little darling, ain't he?"

BACHELOR FRIEND. "H'm, ha! I see -- young gorilla! Is he real or stuffed?"

A Bon-bon from a Juvenile Party.

FIRST JUVENILE. "That's a pretty girl talking to young AL

GERNON BINKS!"

SECOND JUVENILE.

some seasons ago."

"H'm-tol-lol! You should have seen her

BOWKER, who is fond of nice things for breakfast, and sometimes markets for himself, becomes an object of interest from having laid in a few bloaters, and half a pound of fresh Cambridge sausages, from Bond Street and which sausages and bloaters are in his coatpocket.