Deafening were the cheers which greeted the gallant captain!  A meeting of ladies has since been held, at which resolutions were passed for the furtherance of so desirable an object, and a committee formed for the selection of a design worthy of the originator of the Knocker Hunt.  To that committee we now appeal.

[Illustration: 
  TO HENRY, MARQUESS OF WATERFORD,
  AND HIS JOLLY COMPANIONS IN LOWE,
  THIS STATUE OF ACHILLES,
  CAST FROM KNOCKERS TAKEN IN THE VICINITIES
  OF SACKVILLE-STREET, VIGO-LANE, AND WATERLOO-PLACE,
  IS INSCRIBED
  BY THEIR GENTLEWOMEN. 
  PLACED ON THIS SPOT
  ON THE FIRST DAY OF APRIL, MDCCCXLII. 
  BY COMMAND OF
  COLONEL ROWAN.]

Mem.  The hunt meet again on Monday next, as information has been received that a splendid knocker occupies the door of Laing’s shooting gallery in the Haymarket.

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STENOTYPOGRAPHY.

Our printer’s devil, with a laudable anxiety for our success, has communicated the following pathetic story.  As a specimen of stenotypography, or compositor’s short-hand, we consider it unique.

SERAPHINA POPPS;

OR, THE BEAUTY OF BLOOMSBURY.

Seraphina Popps was the daughter of Mr. Hezekiah Popps, a highly respectable pawnbroker, residing in ——­ Street, Bloomsbury.  Being an only child, from her earliest infancy she wanted for 0, as everything had been made ready to her [Symbol:  hand hand].

She grew up as most little girls do, who live long enough, and became the universal ![1] of all who knew her, for

  “None but herself could be her ||."[2]

Amongst the most devoted of her admirers was Julian Fitzorphandale.  Seraphina was not insensible to the worth of Julian Fitzorphandale; and when she received from him a letter, asking permission to visit her, she felt some difficulty in replying to his ?[3]; for, at this very critical .[4], an unamiable young man, named Augustus St. Tomkins, who possessed considerable L. s. d. had become a suitor for her [Symbol:  hand].  She loved Fitzorphandale +[5] St. Tomkins, but the former was [Symbol:  empty] of money; and Seraphina, though sensitive to an extreme, was fully aware that a competency was a very comfortable “appendix.”

She seized her pen, but found that her mind was all 6’s and 7’s.  She spelt Fitzorphandale, P-h-i-t-z; and though she commenced ¶[6] after ¶, she never could come to a “finis.”  She upbraided her unlucky * *, either for making Fitzorphandale so poor, or St. Tomkins so ugly, which he really was.  In this dilemma we must leave her at present.

Although Augustus St. Tomkins was a [Symbol:  Freemason][7], he did not possess the universal benevolence which that ancient order inculcates; but revolving in his mind the probable reasons for Seraphina’s hesitation, he came to this conclusion:  she either loved him -[8] somebody else, or she did not love him at all.  This conviction only X[9] his worst feelings, and he resolved that no [Symbol:  scruple scruple][10] of conscience should stand between him and his desires.