To those who have not time to give their dogs sufficient exercise in London.—A Lady, experienced, would EXERCISE DOGS in the Park. Terms, one hour daily, 5s. a week; two hours, 7s. 6d.—Address, &c.
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Listen to this, Rover, my hound!
This passes expectation!
A “Lady Guide,” who’ll
trot you round
For scant remuneration!
When pain and anguish wring my brow
Because I’m doomed to
hark
To your “Why-not-go-out?”
bow-wow,
She’ll take you
to the Park!
Cometh this ministering sprite,
Smiling upon us meekly,
And says, “I’ll make your
burden light
For seven-and-sixpence weekly.”
They talk of “woman’s sphere,”
when sole,
Her hemisphere, when mated;
But surely here she’s reached the
goal
For which she was created!
She’ll chaperon you down
the Row,
With silken cord she’ll
lead
Your footsteps where the flowerets blow,—
A “lucky dog,”
indeed!
She’ll win your love by bits of
cake,
She’ll let you bark,
or growl,
And fight with other dogs, and make
War on the water-fowl.
Yet is it right your wayward tramp
Her maiden steps should hamper?
No one who knows you for a scamp
Would take you for a scamper!
And oh!—a thought most base
and black,
That puts me in a fluster—
My Rover, would she bring you back?
No, no, I will not trust her!
The offer tempts—(again that
bark!)—
But no—’tis
weak to falter;
The chain that leads you to the
Park
May lead me to the
Altar!
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FROM A VERY OCCASIONAL CORRESPONDENT.—“At Craig-y-nos we’ve been keeping up quite Craig-y-noces. High jinks up here. Craig-y-nos means the ‘Rock of the Night,’ but, mind you, no rock has been required by any of us when we did go to bed, even though we had real Welsh rabbits for supper. Madame PATTI, who takes the Patti-cake here, is far too wiry ever to be a Patti de foie gras. Delicious air here, as any air must be in which PATTI has a voice.—Yours truly,
“THE APPIEST OF THE AP JONESES.”
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[Illustration: GRANDOLPH HAVING STUDIED THE PRAETORIAN PARLIAMENT, IS OF OPINION THAT THE PROCEEDINGS IN THE COMMONS MIGHT BE CONSIDERABLY IMPROVED DURING THE SUMMER MONTHS, AND SENDS MR. PUNCH THIS OUTLINE OF HIS SUGGESTIONS.]
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THE DEMOGRAPHIC VADE MECUM.
Question. You properly attended the Congress last week?
Answer. Certainly, by wearing a small brooch pinned on the flap of my coat.
Q. What effect had this on the cabmen?
A. To cause them to charge me just double the customary fares.