e, a half-breed, would never have
threatened to suicide herself out of the window, though all else she, as a
not particularly well-educated, but certainly very impulsive girl, might
probably have done. Her great scene, where she bangs her fists against the
looked doors, shrieking to her husband to return--an effect to be led up to
and made within the space of a minute--was, if I may be allowed to say so,
without being suspected of exaggeration, "just perfect." That some
considerable time will elapse before the enthusiasm aroused by this revival
dies out among the patrons and lovers of the Drama-at-its-best is the
private opinion, publicly expressed, of Yours, truly, "THE ONE MAN SEEN" IN
A BOX.

P.S.--When _Diplomacy_ shall have accomplished its Hundred Nights, Mr. HARE
can announce its Scentenary.

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A LAST STRAW.

(_By One who has to Make Bricks with It._)

["... It is rumoured that a measure will shortly be introduced for
transferring the duties of Revising Barristers to Magistrates."]

Go, tell the budding blooms they'll ne'er have dew more,
Go, doom the summer trees to languish leafless--
A like effect this ultra-fiendish rumour
Works in the drooping bosoms of the Briefless.

No more Reviserships! No paltry pittance
For Themis' harvesters, too often sheafless!
Is this the Constitution, once Great Britain's;
_This_, your provision for the meekly Briefless?

As well proclaim to such as slave at Sessions,
A world unburglarised and wholly thiefless,
As rob the least rewarded of professions
Of its ancestral comfort for the Briefless.

What's to become of us?--I speak for many,
Idle and "Unemployed," but oh! not griefless;
Please, please kind Government to spare a penny,
Or yet Trafalgar Square shall rouse the Briefless.

Yes! Don't imagine, uncomplaining creatures
Are quite disorganised and limp, and chiefless;
Our jaw is one of our most drastic features,
And Art is long, though Life perforce be Briefless.

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[Illustration: A REGULAR KNOUT AND KNOUTER!!!]

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"'BEN' TROVATO."--Odd that the French author of such truly Parisian stories
as _Coeur d'Actrice_, _L'Amour pour Rire_, _Flirtage_, and others _du meme
genre_, should be named "TILLET." There is a "du" before the French
author's name, and it is of course prove