Yes Bloater’s Roe—­upon toast.  Ah, boon! 
  That stayeth satiety, late or soon. 
  Best of bonnes bouches, that all seasons fits! 
  The tenderest tickler of all tit-bits! 
  Roe, Bloater’s Roe!  O chef, grill fast,
  And prepare my palate its pet repast!

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One form of A “Shelley memorial.”—­Awful indigestion the morning after a Lobster Supper.

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From day to day.

(A STUDY IN POLITICAL JOURNALISM, FROM SOME OF THE MORNING PAPERS.)

No.  I.

To-day, the first pollings of the General Election take place, and the electors will be called upon to decide one of the most momentous issues that have ever been submitted to the judgment of the country.  For ourselves, we cannot doubt for a moment as to what the verdict will be.  It is impossible that a policy of empty promises, backed by mere misrepresentation, should prevail against a glorious record of administrative, legislative, and financial success.  Careful calculations have convinced us that those who now hold the reins of office will return to power with a largely increased majority, to continue their beneficent work.  The country recognises by this time that anything short of that would mean disaster to the commonwealth.  Even with a small majority, the forces of disorder would be able to work untold mischief.  Such a result, however, is not within the bounds of possibility, seeing that the Election will be fought purely and simply on the Irish question, which has been placed fully before the electorate in all its bearings.  Our organisation is perfect, and our triumph assured.

NO.  II. (THREE DAYS LATER.)

We are constrained to admit that, so far, the result of the Elections has not come up to the confident anticipations of our Party.  Seats have been lost that ought to have been retained.  On the other hand, we have failed to win seats that we had a right to count upon as certainties.  It is not easy to apportion the responsibility for failure.  Over-confidence and a consequent want of energy may have had something to do with it; but the chief reason is to be found in the disgracefully defective organisation of the Party.  The story is an old one.  We have ourselves deemed it our duty to lay this aspect of the case before the Leaders of the Party, but our repeated warnings have been unheeded, and the necessary consequences have followed.  Our opponents, however, have not much to congratulate themselves upon.  The Irish question has been kept studiously in the back-ground, and the results, so far as they have gone, only prove conclusively that there is no diminution whatever in the dislike with which the majority of the electorate regard the proposals of the party of disorder.  We are far from saying that even now we shall lose the Election.  Everything may yet be retrieved.  But, even should the result be numerically favourable to the Opposition, they will be powerless for mischief with the small majority which is all they are likely to get.