in the suit of dittoes--and piloted by a couple of obviously
overweighted Angels; and also the last moments of WILLIAM
CORDER, who, as he stands under an enlarged "Punch"
gibbet, pronounces the following impressive farewell before
disappearing through a trap._

Ye Youth, be warned by my Despair!
Avoid bad women, false as they are fair. (_This is just a little
hard on poor MARIA by-the-way._)
Be wise in time, if you would shun my fate,
For oh! how wretched is the man who's wise too late!

[_And with this the Drama comes to an end, and the Comic
Countryman begs the Audience to give the performance a good
word to their friends outside._

* * * * *

BETWEEN THE ACTS; OR, THE DRAMA IN LIQUOR.

SCENE--_Refreshment Saloon at a London Theatre. A three-play
bill forms the evening's entertainment. First Act over. Enter
BROWN, JONES, and ROBINSON._

_Brown_. Well, really a very pleasant little piece. Quite amusing.
Yes; I think I will have a cup of coffee or a glass of lemonade. Too
soon after dinner for anything stronger.

_Jones_. Yes, and really, after laughing so much, one gets a thirst
for what they call light refreshments. I will have some ginger-beer.