as
near right as it can be; but--ah--you have given his Lordship
two--ah--curls on the left temple, which I do not think his Lordship
ever has."

"Would your Lordship wish to have them taken out?" inquired Porcupine.

"'Pon honour, Sir Hyde," said his Lordship, "I really think the
portrait is a very good one; and I like those two curls so much, that
I'll make my barber give them to me to-morrow morning."

"I perfectly agree with your Lordship," replied the connoisseur; "and if
Mr. Porcupine will but attend to the suggestions I have thrown out, this
picture will make his fortune;" and the learned critic began to put on
his gloves and seek his hat.

The Lord and the Baronet wished the artist good morning, and, with their
attendant, departed.

Poor Porcupine threw himself into his chair, and gazed wistfully at the
picture. His first thought was to thrust his foot through the canvass,
but the word "suggestions" and "make his fortune" rang in his ears, and
he burst into a long loud laugh.

"He is very learned, that Sir Hyde Jungle," observed his friend, Mr.
Dobbin, at the conclusion of the laugh.

"A very learned man," said Porcupine.

"And did he not promise to make your fortune?"

"He did," replied the artist; "and if he can he may."

The next time Sir Hyde saw the portrait, he thought the nose and the
eyes were quite right--the tone of colour on the coat admirable--and the
hair marvellously exact. The day after, Lady Jungle and several friends
came to see the picture, and one gave Mr. Porcupine a commission for a
portrait of her darling Wilhelmina. A rush of orders followed, and the
great Sir Hyde Jungle did what the artist never believed, he kept his
promise, and, by his wonderful talk, made Mr. Porcupine's fortune.

THE STUFFED ANIMALS IN THE EXHIBITION.

A STORY. BY POLICEMAN X X.

ONE night as I was a-going my rounds, seeing that all things were right,
I felt so tired and drowsy that I could hardly keep awake; so, when I
came to the Stuffed Animals, I lay down on the bench there to rest
myself. I have heard of many marvellous things, but nothing that ever I
knew of equals the story I am going to tell you.

I had not been lying on the bench five minutes--not more than ten
minutes certainly--when I heard a confused noise as if a crowd of
visitors had been let into the building. You may be sure I was
astonished, but fancying there might be something in the wind, I kept
still and breathed very so