Punch, or The London Charivari

_The Y.L._ Oh, don't you know? He comes with the cars and makes jokes and all that. I hope he'll come to us.

_The Mor. M._ I don't. I can do that sort of thing for myself if I want to, I hope. [_With a scowl._

_The Y.L._ Well, there's no harm in _hoping_!

_The Serious Comm. T._ (_to his neighbour--one of the Shop-ladies_). So you come from Birmingham? Dear me, now. I used to be there very often on business at one time. Do you know the Rev. Mr. PODGER there? A good old gentleman, he is. I used to attend his Chapel regular--most improving discourses he used to give us. I am fond of a good Sermon, aren't you? &c.

[_He imagines--not altogether correctly--that he is producing an agreeable impression._

_A Young Man in a Frock-coat, Canvas-shoes, and Cloth-cap._ Scarborough? Yes, I've been there--but I don't care about it much. You have to dress such a lot there, y' know, and I like to come out just as I