If you would make a splendid name
    Amidst a lucre-loving race,
  You must be in god Mammon’s game,
    And hustle for a foremost place. 
  What do we want with poets here? 
  For Greece a snub, for Greek a sneer!

  Must we still pore o’er classic text
    Because our simple fathers said
  It made “a gentleman”?  What next? 
    Let the dead languages stay dead! 
  Hooray for Fact and Rule of Three! 
  Compulsory Greek is fiddle-de-dee.

  Place me on Stock Exchange’s steep
    With nought to do but sell and buy
  To Bull and Bear we need not keep
    Our classics up; that’s all my eye. 
  Ho! for the Factory, Mart, and Mine
  The toils of Greek our souls decline.

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[Illustration:  THE POOR OVERWORKED PARLIAMENTARY OFFICIAL TRIES TO ESCAPE FOR A HOLIDAY WITHIN HIS OWN COUNTRY.

  The poor overworked official escapes for a holiday

  he is observed and followed by a crowd of officials

  but Escapes—­up in a Balloon
  Away!

  The wind changes

  He flies to the Seaside
  Oh horror!

  a narrow Escape!

  But eventually
  lands on his
  own estate

  and is delighted
  to see his tenants
  coming out to welcome him!

  but it turns out to be
  a demonstration against
  his policy!!

Escapes on board a friend’s racing yacht—­but finds that his political antagonist is one of the party!!

  Alone by the shore
  he picks up
  a bottle

  In it is
  a complaint
  about his office!!

  Joy! upon his native stubble

  No! who is this making Political Speech?

  His Country House gets too hot for him So

  he returns to Town disgusted.

  Henry Furniss]

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SOLOMON PELL IN ALL HIS GLORY.

A DICKENSIAN DREAM AT PLYMOUTH.

“Boy!” cried Mr. SOLOMON PELL, in the tones of a severe Stentor.  The small Boy with the Big Blue Bag responded promptly with a deferential “Yussir.”

“Listen!” pursued Mr. PELL, with dignity.  And he read with emphatic elocution from some closely-printed columns in the Times, interjecting exclamatory comments from time to time.

[Illustration]

“’When we remember the importance of the work daily intrusted to Solicitors (Important, indeed!), and the amount of industry (Quite so!), judgment (Exactly!), learning (I believe you!), and integrity (Why, cert’n’ly!), it involves, and the responsibility which is necessarily incurred by them in advising, not only in public and political matters, but in all the details of private transactions, the dealings with property, and matters affecting not only the purses, but the honour and