A CITY PARADOX.

Our City Aldermanic lights

Who talk (and live) a trifle high,

In stern defence of civic rights

Profess themselves prepared to die.

And yet the Aldermanic crowd--

It's amply true, say what you will--

With open eyes have just allowed

The Mayoralty to come to KNILL!

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"HABITUAL DRUNKARDS COMMITTEE."--An awful-looking heading to a

paragraph! What a picture the imagination may conjure up of a

Committee of Habitual Drunkards! There would be the Honble. TOM TOPER,

Lord SOTT, SAM SOKER, Marquis of MOPPS and BROOMS, Captain FUDDLE,

DICK SWIZZLER, R.N., FRANK FARGONE (of the _Daily Booze_), with TITE

ASA DRUMM in the Chair, or if not, under the table with the others.

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