Chorus from the other Peris. Yes, they’ve stood here nearly as long as you have.  You must wait your turn, like the rest of us!  No preferences ’ere!  We’ve got as much right to go in as you....  If Mr. TANFIELD wants you admitted over our heads, let him come and let you in himself!  If any one goes in first, it ought to be Barristers! (&c., &c.)

Doork. (impartially).  Well, it ain’t o’ much consequence, Gentlemen, for I can’t let none of you in at present!

[The M.M. simmers with suppressed rage; wonders if it is worth while to mention that he happens to be a Barrister himself, and wishes to enter for the serious and legitimate purpose of collecting material for an Essay he is contributing on “The Abuse of Cross-Examination” to the “Nineteenth Century.”  On reflection, he thinks he had better not.

Doork. (as the crowd in Court is again convulsed).  Clear the way there!  Court rising—­Counsel coming out!  Ah, this is Mr. TANFIELD.

The Peris (White Wigs and all).  Now we shall see!

    [They regard the M.M. with anticipatory triumph.

Mr. Tanfield (passing out, and recognising the M.M.).  Why, my dear MUTTON, won’t they let you in?  Here, come along with me!

    [He passes his arm through the M.M.’s, walks with him to
    the other door, murmurs a request for his admission, and the
    next moment the M.M. is safe in the haven of his desire.

The other Peris (looking after him enviously).  Well, of all the brazen impudence!

[They are swept aside by the current of emerging Counsel, Spectators, &c. and re-assemble, to find the doors as pitilessly closed against them as ever.  The White Wigs threaten to write to the “Law Times” on the subject, and are regarded with admiration by the rest as Champions of Popular Rights.

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[Illustration:  OLD TIMES REVIVED.

Portrait of Candidate making his Third Speech on same day.]

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RACINE, WITH THE CHILL OFF.

[Illustration:  On his Hobby.]

Baffled by official prudery in the production of his poetic episode from Holy Writ, yet resolved that the names of SARAH and OSCAR shall be bracketted together on the muster-roll of genius, Mr. WILDE has undertaken to re-write RACINE’s Phedre for that distinguished actress.  In his version the smoothly-chaste and insipidly-correct verses which our grandmothers learnt to recite, and our grandfathers pretended to admire on the lips of the classic RACHEL, will give place to the school of BAUDELAIRE and VALLES.  We have been fortunate in obtaining an echantillon of this great work.

ACTE I., SCENE 3. PHEDRE, OENONE.