[Illustration: _IRISH LAKE-FISHING._
_Mr. Briggs._ "BUT THE BOAT SEEMS VERY LEAKY, AND TO WANT MENDING A
GOOD DEAL."
_Boatman._ "WANT MENDIN' IS IT? OH, NIVER FEAR! SHURE THE BOAT'S WELL
ENOUGH. IF YE SIT STILL, AND DON'T COFF OR SNAZE, SHE'LL CARRY YE
PRETTY WELL!"]
[Illustration: _LAST REFUGE OF A BANISHED SMOKER._
_First Juvenile Swell._ "JUMP IN, OLD FELLAH!"
_Second Ditto._ "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"
_First Ditto._ "OH! NOWHERE! I'VE ONLY HIRED HIM TO HAVE SOMEWHERE TO
SMOKE!"]
[Illustration: _AN EAST WIND JOKE._
_Brown._ "AH, TOMKINS! HERE'S A MERRY SPRING TO YOU!"
_Tomkins._ "THE SAME TO YOU, BROWN, AND MANY OF THEM, IF YOU COME TO
THAT!"]
[Illustration: _NOT VERY LIKELY._
THE PARTY "WHO HAS A CERTAINTY" FOR THE EMPEROR'S PLATE. N.B. SEND
EIGHTEEN POSTAGE STAMPS.]
[Illustration: _CENSORS._
_Master Sparrow._ "LOOK THERE, TOM! YOUNG FRED IS ASLEEP!"
_Master Sprat._ "YES! POOR LITTLE BEGGAR! WHAT A SHAME IT IS TO KEEP
SUCH A MERE CHILD AS THAT UP SO LATE!"]
[Illustration: _NOTHING LIKE HORSE EXERCISE._
"NOW, AUNT! TOUCH HIM WITH YOUR LEFT HEEL, AND LET'S HAVE A TROT!"]
[Illustration: _A NEW INDUSTRY._
"WHY, JACK! WHAT'S THE MATTER? YOU LOOK DEUCED QUEER!"
"YA-AS! YOU SEE, I'VE GONE INTO BUSINESS. I BUY CLAY PIPES AT A PENNY
A-PIECE, AND SMOKE 'EM TILL THEY ARE BLACK, AND THEN SELL 'EM FOR A
GUINEA: BUT ITS PRECIOUS HARD WORK, I CAN TELL YOU."]
[Illustration: _THE NEW FASHION._
_First Coster._ "WHY, JACK! WHAT'S ALL THAT?"
_Second Do._ "WELL, I CAN'T SAY! UNLESS ITS _FIREWORKS_!"]
[Illustration: _A REAL SOLDIER._
_Friend._ "MY GOOD ALFRED! WHAT THE DEUCE ARE YOU ABOUT?"
_Alfred_ (_in the Fusilier Guards_). "WHY, YOU SEE, OLD FELLOW, WE ARE
TO HAVE A CORPS OF SCOTCH BAGPIPERS ATTACHED TO THE REGIMENT.--SO I'M
TRYING TO ACCOMMODATE MYSELF TO CIRCUMSTANCES, AND GET ACCUSTOMED TO
THE NOISE."]
[Illustration: _FANCY GOES A GREAT WAY._
"OH, HE'S AN 'ANSUM DOG, BUT HE AIN'T HALF SO 'ANSUM AS HIS BROTHER
WERE!"]
[Illustration: _FAIR DISPUTANTS._