says to Sir John, “You speak as having power to do wrong; but answer, in the effect of your reputation, and satisfy the poor woman,”—­only for “woman,” read “architect.”  Curious that the name of GAMBLE should be the pre-surname of Mister Colonel NORTH’S brother.  What’s in a name?  Yet there’s a good deal in the sound and look of GAMBLE NORTH, especially when up before the Lord Chief, who must quite recently have got hold of quite a little library of useful knowledge.  Also odd that most of Mr. NORTH’S money seems to have been made in the South.  But “A 1,” that is, the architect, won, and the gallant Mister Colonel, or Colonel Mister, left the Court, feeling comparatively A-Norther man.  Never mind, even the Millionairey Colonel can’t always be lucky.

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MR. PUNCH’S QUOTATION BOOK.

I.—­FOR INFERIOR CHAMPAGNE.

’How mad and bad and sad it was—­
But then, how it was sweet!”—­BROWNING.

II.—­FOR MR. GLADSTONE.

              “Et longa canoros
  Dant per colla modos.”—­VIRGIL.

III.—­FOR THE NEW BISHOP OF LICHFIELD.

“Gaiter.—­A covering for the leg.”—­ENGLISH DICTIONARY.

IV.—­FOR A TENNIS-PLAYER, IMPRISONED BY BAD WEATHER.

“They also serve who only stand and wait.”—­MILTON.

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AT ST. JAMES’S HALL.—­Hair PADDY REWSKI is a pianofortist up to the time and tune of day.  Knowing that L’Enfant Prodigue is now all the go, he keeps himself up to date by performing the Musical Prodigy Son’s, I mean MENDELSSOHN’S “Songs without Words;” and this so effectively, that the last wordless song he was obliged to repeat, and much obliged the audience by repeating.  Then the good fellar played La Campanella, Which I prefer to Gentle Zitella, The Princess LOUISE, &c., were there, and “&c.” was really looking uncommonly well considering the heat.  Bravo, PADDY REWSKI!  Ould Ireland for ever!

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OFF TO MASHERLAND.

(By Our Own Grandolph.)

(FIRST LETTER—­A.)

1.—­From Paddington to the first comma is a comparatively slight stop.

Left Paddington.  Was compelled to leave Paddington, as train started from that station.  “The Great Western!” What boundless ideas are suggested by this title, &c., &c. (This part I’ll send to Daily Graphic.)

REASONS FOR THE JOURNEY.

Well, never mind my reasons.  I had made up my mind to go.  That’s enough. “Marlbrook s’en va t’en guerre,” mais as MARLBROOK Junior I may say, “Je reviendrai." Politics to the winds! or, colloquially, Politics be blowed!  I’m off to TOM TIDDLER’S ground.  Nice fellow, TIDDLER.  Knew him years ago.  He is now a Limited Company, “TIDDLER & Co.”

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THE COMPOSITION OF THE PARTY.