heir lost check had fallen into sich honnest hands! Ah, what a grand
thing is a good karacter!--it's even better than reel Turtel and
Madeary!

They then made me set down, and they larfed, and they chatted away, and
arsked me lots of questions, all about my warious experiences, and the
young one arsked me if I rememberd the dinner at the Manshun 'Ouse, when
he asked me for sum more champane, saying, "I 'spose it is _had lib_?"
To which, he said, I replied, "Suttenly not! you can have as much as you
like!" And then they both larfed again quite hartily, tho' I'm sure I
coudn't see what there was to larf at.

They then arsked me jest to step out for a minnit or two, and when they
called me in they told me how pleased they was with my conduck, and, if
not offending me, they begged my acceptnse of a trifle, which shall be
nameless, but which made that memmurable day about the most
proffitablest I ewer remember.

ROBERT.

* * * * *

MR. PUNCH'S MORAL MUSIC-HALL DRAMAS.

No. VII.-RECLAIMED! (CONCLUDED.)

[Our readers will doubtless recollect the thrilling situation upon
which we were forced to drop the curtain. Lady BELLEDAME, the
hardened Grandmother of Little ELFIE, has, under the influence of
that angel-child, just vowed to amend, when, in the person of her
minion, MONKSHOOD, she is reminded of the series of atrocious crimes
she had been contemplating through his instrumentality. Struck with
remorse, she attempts to countermand them--only to find that her
orders have already been executed with a too punctual fidelity! Now
we can go on.]

[Illustration:]

_Lady B._ (_in a hoarse whisper_). You--you have left the parcels ...
all--_all_? Tell me--how were they received? Speak low--I would not that
yonder child should awake and hear!

_Little Elfie_ (_behind the screen, very wide awake indeed_). Dear, good
old Grannie--she would conceal her generosity--even from _me_!
(_Loudly._) She little thinks that I am overhearing all!

_Monks._ I could have sworn I heard whispering.

_Lady B._ Nay, you are mistaken--'twas but the wind in the old wainscot.
(_Aside._) He is quite capable of destroying that innocent child; but,
old and attached servant as he is, there are liberties I still know how
to forbid. (_To_ M.) Your story--quick!

_Monks._ First, I delivered the cigars to Sir VEVEY LONG, whom I found
under his verandah. He seemed surprised and grati