EDWIN.

"Isn't it?" replied ANGELINA; "and it's such a good place for seeing
all the events."

"Admirable!" and they talked of other things; and the time sped on,
and the dark shadows grew, and still they talked, and talked, and
talked.

At length the lanterns on the river began to glow, and Henley put on
its best appearance, and broke out violently into fireworks, it was
then Mrs. GRUNDY spied them out. She had been on the look out for
scandal all day long, but could find none. This seemed a pleasant and
promising case.

"So you are here?" she exclaimed. "Why, we thought you must have gone
long ago! And what do you say of the meeting?"

"A most perfect success," said he.

"And the company?"

"Could not be more charming," was her reply.

"And what did you think of the racing?" Then they looked at one
another and smiled. They spoke together, and observed:--

"Oh, we did not think of the racing!"

And Mrs. GRUNDY was not altogether satisfied.

* * * * *

MEM. BY "ONE WHO MARRIED IN HASTE."--"The real 'Battle of Life' begins
with a short engagement."

* * * * *

LADY GAY'S SELECTIONS.

_The Look-out, Sheepsdoor, Kent._

DEAR MR. PUNCH,

My rest at the seaside has done me such a world of good that I feel
more lazy than ever! But I fear I am in danger of a relapse into
excitement, owing to a letter I received a few days ago from an old
military friend of mine, General ELECTION, in which he asks me to lend
my _invaluable_ assistance in "canvassing" for his nephew, the Hon.
CHARLIE HULLOTHERE, who is standing for Sheepsdoor.--Ah, how little
did I think that my reference to "canvas" shoes in my last letter
would be so prophetic! The General is very gallant, and fully
appreciates the usefulness of women in canvassing; and, in order
to be quite "up to date," I have ordered in a large supply of
gingerbread-nuts and oyster-shells, which I observe (see daily papers)
are distributed as marks of respect among Candidates and their wives!

Having also heard that a Brass Band is indispensable (the more brass
it is, the better), I have made friendly overtures (_musical_,
of course) to the Sheepsdoor Purveyors of Brassharmony, with the
flattering result that they now conclude every performance with my
specially composed "_Election War Cry_"--the refrain of which is most
effective when given by a chorus of trained Constituents!--

HullLo-there!