Place me on Stock Exchange's steep
With nought to do but sell and buy
To Bull and Bear we need not keep
Our classics up; that's all my eye.
Ho! for the Factory, Mart, and Mine
The toils of Greek our souls decline.
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[Illustration: THE POOR OVERWORKED PARLIAMENTARY OFFICIAL TRIES TO
ESCAPE FOR A HOLIDAY WITHIN HIS OWN COUNTRY.
The poor overworked official escapes for a holiday
he is observed and followed by a crowd of officials
but Escapes--up in a Balloon
Away!
The wind changes
He flies to the Seaside
Oh horror!
a narrow Escape!
But eventually
lands on his
own estate
and is delighted
to see his tenants
coming out to welcome him!
but it turns out to be
a demonstration against
his policy!!
Escapes on board
a friend's racing
yacht--but
finds that
his political antagonist
is one of the party!!
Alone by the shore
he picks up
a bottle
In it is
a complaint
about his office!!
Joy! upon his native stubble
No! who is this making Political Speech?
His Country House gets too hot for him So
he returns to Town disgusted.
Henry Furniss]
* * * * *
SOLOMON PELL IN ALL HIS GLORY.
_A DICKENSIAN DREAM AT PLYMOUTH._
"Boy!" cried Mr. SOLOMON PELL, in the tones of a severe Stentor. The
small Boy with the Big Blue Bag responded promptly with a deferential
"Yussir.
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