, who
can depict the career of the scoundrel _Barry Lyndon_, of the
heathen _Becky Sharp_, and the death-bed of the Christian soldier and
gentleman, _dignissimus, Colonel Newcome_, could on occasion, and when
a rollicking spirit moved him, put on a pantomime mask (have we not
his own pathetic vignette representing him doing this?) to amuse the
children, or give us some rare burlesque writing and drawing to set us
all on the broad grin. The Baron trusts that Mrs. RITCHIE will give
us more of this, and sincerely hopes that there may be a "lot more"
caricatures in that portfolio "where these came from." I heartily
thank you for so much, and respectfully ask for more, says yours, very
gratefully,
THE BARON DE BOOK-WORMS.
* * * * *
IN MEMORIAM.
Strong man and strenuous fighter, stricken down
Just when foes owned thee neither knave nor clown!
The fiercest of them, time-taught, need not fear
To drop a blossom now on BRADLAUGH's bier.
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ARTHUR AND COMPOSER.--Saturday, January 31.--First night of SULLIVAN's
_Ivanhoe_ in D'OYLEY CARTE's new Theatre. Full inside, all right.
Sir ARTHUR's success. We congratulate him Arthurly, CARTE called
before horse,--should say before Curtain, but t'other came so
naturally,--looked pale,--quite _carte blanche_; but, like SULLIVAN's
music, composed. Could get a CARTE, but no cab. Gallant gentlemen and
delicate ladies braving rain and slosh. More in our next, but for the
present ... (_Paroxysm of sneezing_).
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[Illustration: ANNALS OF A QUIET NEIGHBOURHOOD. AN ICE PICTURE.
_Fair Damsel_. "WHAT A LOT OF HOLIDAYS YOU SEEM TO GET, MR. MINIVER!"
_Pet Curate_. "WELL, YES. I KEEP A RECTOR, YOU KNOW."]
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WHAT DO _YOU_ THINK?
(_A Song of the Session, as sung by that Eminent and Evergreen
Lion Comique_, "JOLLY GLAD" _at the St. Stephen's Hall of
Varieties, Westminster_.)
JOLLY GLAD, _sings_:--
With a flower in my coat,
With a keen eye for a vote,
And a sense the things to note,
Buff and Blue think,
With fond millions to admire,
A last triumph to desire,--
Am I going to _Retire_?--
What do _you_ think?
Oh, I know the quidnuncs vapour,
And that _Tadpole_, yes, and _Taper_,
Tell in many a twaddling paper,
What the few think;
But _they_ cater for t
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