MATADOR.

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Insurrectionary.

PUNCHINELLO, pondering over the vast sums that have been forwarded to Cuba, in aid of the insurrectionary movements there, and struck with the disadvantages under which the promoters of liberty labor in that sunny isle, blesses his stars that, thanks to the enterprise of Miss SUSAN B. ANTHONY, he can raise a Revolution in New York City, at any time, for ten cents.  Let those whom it may concern take heed.

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Bluff King Bill.

L.N. declared his determination to kick old King BILLY, of Prussia, off from French territory.  Well, it would only have been a new illustration of “footing the Bill.”

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Query.

As soon as the abominable fat-boiling nuisances have been abolished, will it be right to say that they have fallen into de-suet-ude?

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A Seasonable Conundrum.

Why is New York City like the ex-Emperor of the French? 
Because it has just got rid of its Census.

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A Suggestion.

In consideration of the splendid jewels worn by him, might not Colonel
JIM FISK be more appropriately called Colonel GEM FISK.

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[Illustration:  THE SPIRIT OF THE WAR.

A Sketch In the Bowery.

Small Frenchman. “WHAT FOR YOU HIT ME WITH YOUR DAMBABY VEN YOU PASS?”

Big German. “WANTS TO FIGHT?—­DINKS YOU CAN WHIP ME, EH?”

Small Frenchman. “NO—­BUT I CAN GIVE YOUR DAMBABY ONE BLACK EYE!”]

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BY GEORGE!

LAKE GEORGE, August 30.

DEAR PUNCHINELLO:—­I arrived here last Saturday, and as I would be the last person to allow a commendable enterprise to languish for want of proper encouragement, and in order to put the Hotel proprietors out of suspense, I thought I would let you know without further delay that I consider Lake George a success.

Not being expected, as I supposed, I must admit I was somewhat gratified to find a full band playing on the veranda as the coach I was in drove up.

It was a sort of delicate attention, you know.

I notice, however, that they continue playing in the afternoon since then, I suppose it struck them as a good idea at the time.

The Fort William Henry Hotel is a gorgeous affair in every respect.  It is situated very near the old original Fort, just where the French troops advanced to capture it, and made their celebrated charges.

Perhaps the present proprietor can’t discount them at that sort of thing.

Perhaps not!

Looking over one’s bills reminds you a good deal of the Police Courts, five dollars fine, twenty-five dollars costs.