Legs were freely walked off, and there was a pressure on ribs owing to
the rush of beggars; but knuckles came down, while calves'-heads were
looking-up steadily. At Smithfield, there was a rush of bulls, but the
transactions were of such a hazardous nature as to appear more like a
toss-up than firm business. Any kind of security was resorted to, and
the bulls having driven a well-known speculator into a corner, he was
glad to get out as he could, though an attempt was made to pin him to
his position.
Pigs went on much at the old rates; and briskness could not be obtained,
though the _coupons_ were freely offered.
The weather having been favourable to slaughtering, calves have not been
brought to the pen--but there is something doing in beef, for the "_Last
of the Barons_" is advertised.
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THE ORIGINAL CAB RADIUS.--A spoke of Phoebus's chariot-wheel.
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MOTTO FOR THE L.G.O.C.--_Bus_ in urbe.
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[Illustration: A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY
_Old Gentleman (returning from City festivity)._ "Pleashm'n, where'sh
M'sht'r Brown live?"
_Constable (recognising him)._ "Why, dear me, sir, you are Mr. Brown!"
_Mr. B._ "Aw right! Bu'--where do I live?"!]
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[Illustration: _Cheap Jack._ "I will make a present of this genooine
gold watch--none of your carrots--to henny lady or gentleman for fifteen
shillings an' sixpence. Why am I doin' this? To hencourage trade, that
is why I am givin' it away for fourteen shillings an' sixpence. Look at
it for yourselves, for fourteen shillings! If yer don't believe it's
gold, _jump on it_?"]
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[Illustration: AT THE DIAMOND JUBILEE.--_First Doubtful Character._ "My
eye, mate, this is a squash!" _Second D. C._ "Squash! Why, s'elp me, if
I ain't 'ad my 'and in this cove's pocket for the larst twenty minits,
an' can't get it out!"]
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