  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. The Original Cab Radius.—A spoke of Phoebus's chariot-wheel. Motto for the L.G.O.C.—Bus in urbe. A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITYOld 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?"! Cheap Jack 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?" At the Diamond Jubilee 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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