Swell-matches few, gurls' chances poor, late Spring, and lots o' sloppy
weather,
With that there Hinfluenza--wich perhaps is wus than all together--
All over the dashed shop! When was a Season sech a sell as this is?
Wot wonder that it aggeravates us all, pertikler Me and Missis?
Ah! But for our "Himperial Guests" the _Times_' young man names with sech
feeling,
I don't know wot I _should_ 'ave done. A dismal dulness seems a-stealing
Afore its time o'er every think; and now Our Guests's gone wot reason,
As the _Times_ sez, for trying to perlong the Session or the Season?
_Ya-a-a-w!_ I shall gape my 'ed off 'ere. The Row's a bore, the 'Ouse a
fetter.
And now the HEMP'ROR's slung 'is 'ook, the sooner _we_ are horf the better!

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A LUSUS NATURÆ.--A paragraph in the _P.M.G._, the other day, was
headed, "A Lion Loose in a Circus." Bad enough. But a still more
extraordinary incident would have been _A Lion "tight" in a Circus_.

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MR. CHAUNCY DEPEW, the well-known American barrister, _raconteur_, and
wit, is on his way to England. His visit is on business; probably to
head a Depewtation.

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[Illustration: JEAMES'S SUMMARY.