: "Young Harry"]

_Business done_.--Tithes Bill.

_Friday_.--Young HARRY LAWSON, with his beaver up, moved Resolution
approving the opening for certain hours, and under special
regulations, of the National Museums and Galleries, closed in
London to the public on Sundays, made capital and convincing speech;
supported by men like JOHN LUBBOCK, and, from Conservative side,
MAYNE and ELCHO. Earlier in sitting, the voice of Whitechapel, Hoxton,
Shoreditch, and Bethnal Green, had been heard by petition, praying
for the boon. But dear old ROBERT FOWLER knows better what is good
for the people. Opposed Motion. OLD MORALITY, who never goes into his
picture gallery at Greenlands after midnight on Saturday, whipped up
Government forces; Motion lost by 166 against 39.

Mr. BUNG, who had been watching Debate from Distinguished Strangers'
Gallery, hugely delighted. "S'elp me," he said, "that'll stop
their little game for this Parliament, at least. What do they mean
hinterfering with honest tradesmen? If you go opening your bloomin'
mooseums and picter galleries on Sunday afternoons, _what's to become
of ME?_"

_Business done_.--Mr. BUNG's; and very effectively, too.

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"FLAT, STALE, AND UNPROFITABLE."

HAMPDEN, farewell! Ere this you may have found
The World you swore was flat is really round.
But many a man, with brains beneath his hat.
Swears that the World is round, and finds it flat.

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THE OXFORD AND CAMBRIDGE BOAT-RACE.

(_MARCH 21. OXFORD WON BY HALF A LENGTH._)

Great ZEUS! was ever such a race since 1829,
When WORDSWORTH, SELWYN, MERIVALE began the mighty line,
First of the stalwart heroes who matched their straining thews,
And on great Thames's tide have fought the battle of the Blues?
Who writes of pampered softness? Confusion on his pen:
Still is there pluck in England, and still her sons are Men.
And still the lads go gaily forth in snow, or wind, or rain,
With hearts elate to row the race, and spurt, and spurt again.
A health to you, brave AMPTHILL; the cheering echoes far;
For FLEICHER and the NICKALLS' lads--_nobile fratrum par_.
A shout goes up for WILKINSON, the stalwart and the strong,
For REGGIE ROWE, and dauntless KENT, who kept the stroke so long.
For POOLE, the tidy bowman, and HEYWOOD-LONSDALE too;
Thrice thirty cheers for all of them, that gallant Oxford Crew.
Nor,--though the