NOVEMBER 9, 1861.]


IFUT INT.


And packed off to India-while Ruy, now dressed
 In very grand clothes, looking fine as the best,
 Writes a document stating he'll always obey
 His master, though nothing is said about pay;
 And then from dictation indites a love letter,
 Signs the name of Doi COesar for want of a better *
 And is then introduced to the company round
 By Sallust as Cassar--midst bowing profound,
 For Spanish nobility bow to the ground ;
 When all on a sudden, a march heard to sound,
 With trumpeting, cymbaling, chorussing, drums,
 Announces the fact that her majesty comes.
 She passes, attired in the richest caparison,
 While "Oh, bliss!" exclaims Mi. W. HAlRIsoN.
 Act the Second-the Queen is discovered at work,
 With a very grand dame, the Du-chess D'Alberquerque.
 Well, Oscar, the forward young page, too, is there,
 HIe's a "pongshong," as BUCKSTONE would say, for his fair
 And mightyyoung mistress, but then the duenna-
 Who, though her remarks are as bitter as senna,
 Is possessed of so pleasant and kindly a face
 That she seems to be really quite out of her place-
 Keeps her eye on the Queen, and is not over nice
 In giving her majesty pleasant advice.
 Alone, the Queen seems at first faint, but gets better
 Sufficiently soon to peruse a love letter,
 Which appears to have been, with a bouquet of flowers,
 Left by some one possessed of most wonderful powers
 Of getting up high-it of course is the tenor-
 On the balcony; where was the watchful duenna ?
 The Queen, though of course she has ne'er seen his face,
 Feels much comfort in eyeing a small piece of lace
 (For a chord sympathetic that piece of lace strikes)
Which her unknown adorer has left on the spikes.
But she soon gets a note from her spouse which she reads
With disgust, then perceiving the messenger bleeds,
She examines his features, examines his sleeve,
And her very fine eyes she can scarcely believe,
When she sees that it's torn, and the small piece of lace,
That she found on the spikes fits just into the place.
'Tis R uy, that luckless but handsome young man,
Who's performing the part of Don C. de Btean.
Then the Queen doth in pieces the King's missive tear,
And she bursts into tears and a beautiful air,
And as Ruy sings high in his noble despair,
She faints on a very convenient chair.
Act the Third-Riu/ Blas, now a lackey no more,
Shows a lot of intriguing grandees to the door,
And then has an interview sweet with the Queen,
And a charming duet, in fact all seems serene,
For the King's turned an idiot, and gone from the scene :
When, horror of horrors 1 Don Sallust returns,
And still for revenge on his mistress he burns;
He's banished, but laughs at his foes in his sleeve,
And he's come back without any ticket of leave;
And proceeds round his Queen his vile meshes to weave
And the drop comes down slowly, as you may conceive,
On the wretched Ru-y, and the reci-tative.
Act the Fourth-an apartment exceedingly roomy,
Excessively ghostlike, and ghastly, and gloomy,
And very suggestive of everything tomby;
The hero alone is about to do suicide,
When enter the Queel, who glides softly up to his side.
She's been vilely entrapped to the house by Don S.,
Whose bad purport of course it's most easy to guess;
For a monarch to visit a lackey so low,
Is not quite what the beau cmonde would call come ilfaiut.
So they're both up a tree, and a splendid tri-o-
For Sallust has come in upon 'em you know-
Is then sung; it ends by the wretched Ru-y
Admitting he isn't a Spanish grandee,
But only-oh, agony!--Sallust's flunkee.
The Queen's indignation is natural quite,
For when you found out that young man so polite,
At WILKINS'S party on Saturday night,
Had been asked by mistake, and was found out to be
Not a son of LORD LIPTrao's, but only what we
Are accustomed to call an assistant "-you see,
" Shopman's" gone out of date-at five hundred and three-


(It's a very large hosier's) in Piccadillec-
You were very indignant, and kicked up ai shine,
And so, as a matter of course, does Miss I'rN'.
But even a queen has her feelings, and when
l'ily Llas seizes Sallnst, that vilest of men,
And pitches him over a paralpet ten
Or twenty foct p'raps froim the ground, at thl sanno
Time receiving from Sn llutlf, who dies very gam:11'e,
A deep stab in the back, slic's obliged to excliimi
She forgives him, although she shrinks back at his name
But at last, as she sees lie's not going to live,
She declares she will love him, as well as forgive.
Then she sinks on the stage, with no care for her dress,
Crowds of soldiers rush in, and blank horror express,
And the curtain descends on a brilliant success.


 SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.
 L,, II E hunting season, miy d,1ir
 F U FN, has faiirly col nnctldcil.
 With a hi ho chivy I ark fir-
 Sward and backward tantivy!"
 ~S Our inaugural meet, which evel v
 Sone greed was first chop, c;nino
 S off beautifully,-nnd, as regards
 my horse, so did 1. Our secoil
 meet was held at the crlos roads,
 4 I which on that occasion looked
 Svcrypleasant. Old TOM the hunts-
 S man was in excellent spirits, and
 hA ^y\ ,X Lis serviceable brown halk nal-
 peared as strong as ever about
 the hioughs. There was also our
 respected squire upon his bay mare, the Shier. I myself was
 mounted on an Arabian, a good horse in the main, given to me by I he
SGrand Llama, whereby hangs a tale. Well, the low whimpering ,o
the dogs and the oscillation of their tails (which afforded an oppor-
tunity to every wag in the field) proclaimed that Slyboots (I allido
playfully to the fox) was not far off. The view holloa was given.
Ah! that glorious cry! What a thrill of pleasure at the sound ()1'
they went-off I went, for being at that moment unfortunnielv
engaged in blowing my nose, I was unable to accompany my nobli
animal as, with a gn:l:lm bonnd, he cleared a formidable-a very
formidable-post and rails. I was too lato for that post; but no
matter; we had a glorious run-at least I had-over three plouiglhd
fields and half a mile of bog country, without a single check, exceptl
when I left my right top-boot in a ditch at Marsh l ottoim. 31y
horse every one said went beautifully, nothing could come up to
him-I know I couldn't. Do come down like a trump, and have a
day with our pack. I can mount you, and we'll have a gallop together.
 Yours ever, (or Fox.
 Mungo Park, Dampshire.
 P.S.-Inspired by the sporting day above mentioned, I throw ol'
 (so to speak) a few spirited lines :-
 Dull is the sky to the gazo of each eye,
 Yoicks! yoicks!
 When Robin the hlntsman comes trotting us by.
 Chorst--Hark forward I away I tantivy !
 Ili chivy! ho chivy hi he chivy
 HIark away stole away i yo-icks !
 Talliho! talliho! whoop! talliho
 A good effect may be produced by singing the above with a horn
and a hunting whip. 'You know how I mean: sing-play horn;
crack whip-sing; crack whip-play horn.


 GALLICAN LIBERTIES (WITH SYNTAX).
 Jx the New Latin Grammar (possibly) to be edited by Moxsirsour
MEGLIA (author of the elegant Latin speech on the occasion of the
BISHOP OF CUnA.nEmR being invested with tho cardinal's hat), under
distinguished patronage, for the use of the PRINCE IIMPERIAL, the first
rule stands thus (for the present):-
 SVerbum Imperialo concordat cum nominativo* Romano in numerous
et Personal:, ut (exemp. ad Papam).
 Sera nunquam est ad bones mores via.

 Nominative: Fr. Trams., Nomination. t Numero: i.e., a cardinal number.
 t Persoiti: i.e., the Bxsnop oF CuAmsumniY.


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