he purrs, false puss! She deems her _dot_
May well out-glitter mine.
And he! That slow seductive smile I know.
At Cronstadt by the brine,
To that dear dulcet voice, not long ago,
My ears did I incline.

Ah! and those fine moustachios' conquering curl
Subdued my maiden heart.
For me those tendril-tips he'd twist and twirl,
Looking so gay, so smart;
And now he does it for another girl,
And I--I stand apart.

Did I not give my heart to him--false one!--
And also--well, my "stocking"?
Nor after her "commercial" charms he'll run,
My modest beauties mocking.
Hist! I believe of me they're making fun!
_O Ciel_! 'tis simply shocking!

Hist! I can hear her, the sly cat. How fond
Her glances bold and bright!
Her bag is brimming, mine's a broken bond.
I dreamed not me he'd slight
For such mere bagman beauty, tamely blonde,
But--ah! _was_ BLOWITZ right?

[_Left doubting._

[Footnote 1: "The success of a Russian Loan is not dearly purchased by
a little effusion, which, after all, commits Russia to nothing." (See
Cartoon "Turning the Tables," Sept. 26, 1891.)]

* * * * *

[Illustration: A TERRIBLE THREAT.

Impatient Old Gentleman (to Female Post-Office Assistant, who is
chatting pleasantly with an agreeable acquaintance). "LOOK HERE,
YOUNG WOMAN, IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME MY CHANGE, CONFOUND IT, I'M HANGED
IF I DON'T GO AWAY _WITHOUT IT_!"]

* * * * *

DR. VAUGHAN, of Salford, is to be the New Roman Catholic Archbishop of
Westminster. He is a bright cheerful-looking man now, but it is to
be feared that the extra toil and trouble of London may soon give his
features a Care-Vaughan expression.

* * * * *

THE BOUNDS OF SCIENCE.

(FRAGMENT FROM A FIN DE MONDE ROMANCE.)

The Student had read many things, but he had not yet considered
the subject of Coal. He knew that it was expensive, but he had not
imagined that there was so little in the world. But he at length
obtained the requisite knowledge, and set to work to put things
to-rights. He called upon the Secretary of a Transatlantic Ocean
Steamer Company, and remonstrated with him upon the waste with which
the transactions of his institution were conducted.

"You carry your passengers too rapidly," he observed.

"As how?" asked the Secretary.

"Why I am given to understand that the power generated