ook. [N.B.--Your eye is sure to be caught by
this Hook. But the picture must be looked at from our point of view,
from the opposite side of the room.]]

No. 502. "_What, no Soap!_" She may appear a trifle cracky, but no one
can say that this picture represents her as having gone "clean mad."
ANNA BILINSKA.

No. 553. _Margate Sands in Ancient Times_. Cruel conduct of an Ancient
Warrior towards a young lady who refused to bathe in the sea. Full of
life by E.M. HALE (and Hearty).

No. 575. "_Poor Thing!_" Touching picture of ideal patient in AEsthetic
Idiot Asylum. LUCIEN DAVIS.

No. 636. "_A Clever Examiner drawing him out._" [N.B.--This ought to
have been exhibited at A. TOOTH's Exhibition.] RALPH HEDLEY.

No. 686. _Upper part of Augustus Manns, Esq._ The Artist has, of
course, chosen the better part. "MANNS wants but little here below,"
but he doesn't get anything at all, being cut off, so to speak, in his
prime about the second shirt-button. Exactly like him as he was taken
before the Artist at "Pettie Sessions."

No. 1041. "_Every Dog must have his Dose; or, King Charles's
Martyrdom._" FRED HALL.

SCULPTURE.--The descriptions in the Guide are too painful. We prefer
not, to give any names, but here are specimens:--"Mr. So-and-so, _to
be executed in bronze_"; "The late Thingummy--_bust_!" These will
suffice. Then we have No. 1997. "_All Three going to Bath_" by GEORGE
FRAMPTON; and last, but not by any means least, a very good likeness
of our old friend J.C. HORSLEY, R.A., and while we think of it, we'll
treat him as a cabman and "take his number," which it's 1941, done by
JOHN ADAMS-ACTON, and so, with this piece of sculpture, we conclude
our pick of the Pictures with this display of fireworks; that is, with
_one good bust up! Plaudite et valete!_

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ARS LONGA.

Talking "ART" is so "smart" in the first week of May,
That is "ART," which you start with a thundering A.
Simple "art" must depart; that's an obsolete way.
Some think "art" would impart all the work of to-day.

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[Illustration: THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES.

"THAT'S THE NEW DOCTOR--AND THOSE ARE HIS CHILDREN!"

"HOW UGLY HIS CHILDREN ARE!"

"WELL, NATURALLY! OF COURSE DOCTORS HAVE GOT TO KEEP THE UGLY ONES
THEMSELVES, YOU KNOW!"]

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RECKONING WITHOUT THEIR HOST.

Mr. P.C. BULL, _loquitur_:--

Humph! There you go,