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[FEBRUARY 22, 1862.


 POKICNG- FUCTT AT HIIM.

The Inventive Genius in the hat proposes the following alternative to his Friend :-" Now, YOUNG 'UN, IF YOU DON'T GO AND HIT HIM HARD
 IN TIE MIDDLE OF IIS STOMICK, I'LL STUFF A SLATE PENCIL INTO YOUR EAR!"
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 a Saoeme b1g Gcoffrci biauter.
 [WE have received the following from an unknown correspondent,
in whom we place the utmost confidence. It was discovered in an old
salt-cellar by the writer, and is presented to the public without a
word of introduction or comment.]
 Whilome, their lyved in Loundoun's famous tounne
 Un sonsie Bachyelore-eke had hee ground
 To manhood's gravetio in yo proper cors,
 Aye was he une with no fealinge or remorce,
 Yea was his mind with deep learning soO stord,
 Eke in the laws was he conversed of every word,
 Soe, whiles kenned he ye right and legal waye
 No was it gude untoe him to sayo "naye."
 Soe had he eke ye Englis historic read
 E'en of princes twain cruel smothered
 Yo Tower within. He vicious and wyckedd
 Would murder doe tho' eke no bind should shed;
 Twain babies woud hoe in manor soe deestroi
 Sweet CUPIDE and HYMEN-his brother boye.
 Thus docth CRESSWELLE-toe crush out ye life
 Of marrigc-eko freeth he man and wife.


 NOT BEFORE IT WAS TIME.-We extract the following from the
Gazette:-"An immediate issue of the first distribution of the Delhi
prize booty is to be made." This is, certainly, not before it was
time; but still we fancy that those entitled to the "booty," when
they saw the announcement, must have been as much surprised as
Delhi-ted I


 A WELSH RARE-BIT.
 A CORRESPONDENT asks us if we can make sense of the following
extract from the Times:-
"GOGEORDDA.--Monday, Penpompred; Wednesday, Mabus; Saturday, Gart -
 winion-10."
To which we reply that, after puzzling our brains for some time, we
have arrived at the conclusion that the enigmatical sentence relates
to the principality, and may possibly be a record of some of the Welsh
saints, and the days on which their feasts are observed.
 P.S.-No! our hunting correspondent informs us that the enig-
matical sentence refers to the meetings of a pack of hounds. Pack of
hounds, indeed! more probably a pack of nonsense.


 ALIVE OR DEAD ?
 THE Constitutionnel recently contained the following quotation from
a Belgian paper:-"The reports of the death of the POPE which have
been in circulation are not entirely devoid of 'foundation." We pause
for an explanation. Surely this must have come from an Irish rather
than a Belgian paper. Only the nation that has enlivened the world
with an O'DoNOGHUE and a MEAGHER of the Sword could produce so
perfect a bull. In the meantime, we can but surmiso that the half-
dead condition of the pillar of Catholic Christendom arises from his
efforts to promote the welfare of kindly Italy, and we should really be
much obliged if the same reliable source of information would inform
us how much of PIus, like property, has been fun-ded.

 WHAT is the difference between a Russian serf and a Yorkshire-
man ?-One fears the knout, the other fears nout."


London: Printed and Published (for the Proprietors) by CHARLES WHYTE, at the Office, 80, Fleet Street, E.C.-Saturday, February 22, 1862.


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