ordered in a stock of the "best selected," one to be taken
every night at bed-time)--in which the dreamer only sees _one_
horse--but a most complicated affair, from which it will be an easy
task for anyone skilled in dream-lore to extract the winner!

Well--I had been rather upset during the day, so to quiet my nerves,
on reaching home, I took, before going to bed, just a little _Golden
Drop_ of _Brandy_ as an _Insurance_ against restlessness--went
to sleep, and dreamt that my friends _Lady Villikins_ and _Madame
d'Albany_, with their maid _Helen Ware_, were attacked on their way
from _Illsley_ to _Weymouth_, by some _Dare Devil_ of a _Circassian_,
whose horse's hoofs rang in a _Metallic_ manner on the road! They were
rescued in the pass of _Ben Avon_ by the gallant _Burnaby_, who after
a long _Rigmarole_, squared their captor, _Roy Neil_, with a _Hanover
Jack_, and acted as their _Pilot_ to safe quarters at _Versailles_!
There!--that was my dream--and I think it points most conclusively
to the winner; and, anyone unable to pick the right one, need only
back them _all_, and there you are!--or at least you _may_ be. If
they don't care to do this, they can avail themselves of my verse
selection--which I did _not_ dream--and which, therefore, is _quite_
as reliable.

Yours, devotedly, LADY GAY.

CESAREWITCH SELECTION.

Oh, _Weymouth_ is a pleasant _place_,
And bathing tents are handy;
When coming out, if white your face,
Why, take a nip of _Brandy_.

P.S.--This advice is not intended for confirmed Topers.

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"SUR LE TAPIS."--If the new Carpet Knight, Sir BLONDEL MAPLE--which is
our troubadourish way of spelling it--be exceptionally successful on
the Turf, isn't he just the man to "make his 'pile' and cut it"?

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[Illustration: A CONTENTED MIND.

_He_. "A--THE FACT IS, I DON'T CARE FOR POPULARITY. I ONLY WISH MY
BOOKS TO BE ADMIRED BY THOSE WHOSE ADMIRATION IS REALLY WORTH HAVING!"

_She_. "AND WHO ARE THEY?"

_He_. "THOSE WHO ADMIRE MY BOOKS!"]

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OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.

Not the least interesting figure in the circle of _The Racing Life of
Lord George Bentinck_, which Messrs. BLACKWOOD produce in a handsome
volume, is that of JOHN KENT, who, under the editorship of Mr. FRANK
LAWLEY, tells the story. KENT was trainer to Lord GEORGE during
the period when, to quote the characte