[Illustration: _THE FLY-CATCHER._]
[Illustration: _WELL OUT OF IT._
"THAT'S A DEUCED GOOD HORSE TO GO, DRIVER. WHAT'S HIS FAULT THAT HE
COMES IN A CAB?"
"WELL, SIR, I DON'T KNOW OF ANY FAULT IN PERTICKLER, 'CEPT THAT WHEN HE
BEGINS TO KICK, HE DO KICK LIKE BLAZES."]
[Illustration: _THE POLICE WEAR BEARDS AND MOUSTACHES.--PANIC AMONGST
THE STREET-BOYS._]
[Illustration: _SERVANTGALISM._
_Mistress._ "WHY, NURSE--WHAT A TERRIBLE DISTURBANCE!--PRAY, WHAT IS
THE MATTER?"
_Nurse_ (_addicted to Pen and Ink_). "OH, MUM, IT'S DREADFUL!--HERE'S
NEETHER ME NOR MARY CAN'T ANSWER NONE OF OUR LETTERS FOR THE RACKET!"]
[Illustration: _THE NEW COOK._
_Missis._ "WHY, MY GOODNESS, COOK! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN ABOUT? FIVE
O'CLOCK, AND THAT HARE NOT PUT DOWN YET!"
_Artiste._ "CAN'T HELP IT, MARM. I NEVER KNEW ANYTHINK TAKE SUCH A TIME
TO PLUCK IN MY LIFE!"]
[Illustration: _NE PLUS(H) ULTRA._
_John Thomas._ "I TELL YOU WHAT, WILLIAM--THE PRESS MUST BE PUT DOWN!
THEY'VE BIN AND GOT THE SOLDIERS' UNIFORM ALTERED, AND I SHOULDN'T
WONDER IF THEY CALLED OURS RIDIKLUS NEXT!"]
[Illustration: _A DELICATE COMPLIMENT._
_First Whip_ (_who is a little ruffled because the Fox won't break_).
"NOW, THEN, SIR! OUT O' THE WAY, UNLESS YOU'LL GET INTO THE COVER.
MAYHAP YOUR UGLY MUG MIGHT FRIGHTEN HIM OUT. COME UP, 'OSS!"]
[Illustration: _AN INCIDENT WITH THE O. P. Q. HOUNDS._
MISS DIANA SLIPS OFF AT A FENCE, AND IS SO UNFORTUNATE AS TO LEAVE THE
BETTER HALF OF HER HABIT ON THE POMMELS OF HER SADDLE.]
[Illustration: _GREAT BOON TO THE PUBLIC._
_Incipient Swell_ (_in costume of the period_). "WELL! TA-TA, GUS! I
SHALL JUST GO AND SHOW MYSELF IN THE PARK."]
[Illustration: _THE RIGHT MEN IN THE RIGHT PLACE; VIZ., A CLUB WINDOW._
_Old General Muddle._ "WHAT I SAY, IS--IS--EH? WHAT? BY JOVE! WHAT THE
DOOCE SHOULD CIVILIANS KNOW ABOUT--EH? WHAT--AHEM!--MILITARY AFFAIRS!
AFFAIRS! EH?"
_Colonel Splutter._ "HAH! THE PRESS, SIR! BY JOVE, THE PRESS IS THE
CURSE OF THE COUNTRY, AND WILL BE THE RUIN OF THE ARMY! BY JOVE, I'D
HANG ALL LITTERY MEN--HANG 'EM, SIR!"]
[Illustration: _IN THE PARK._
THE POOR FLY-DRIVERS ARE UP SO LATE AT NIGHTS, THAT THEY ARE GLAD TO
GET A NAP WHEN THEY CAN. THIS IS NOT TO BE WONDERED AT, BUT IT IS NOT
LIKELY TO ADD TO THE REPOSE EITHER OF OLD MRS. DUMBLEDORE OR OF OLD
MRS. BLOWHARD, WHO ARE OUT FOR AN AIRING.]
[Illustration: "_WELL, THEY MAY CALL THIS A HEALTH-GIVING PURSUIT, IF
THEY LIKE: BUT GIVE ME ROACH-FISHING IN A PUNT._"]
[Illustration: _SOMETHING THE MATTER WITH THE KITCHEN BOILER._
(_Affectionately dedicated to_ PATERFAMILIAS, _whoever he might be_.)]
[Illustration: _FORTUNE-TELLING.--A SCENE OF DOMESTIC INTEREST._]