tainment, one of the performers struck up a song, which we here
present to the reader as a subject not inapplicable to our work.~171~~

In London where comical jokes go free,
There are comical modes of cheating,
Birch-brooms are cut up for Souchong and Bohea,
And plaster for bread you are eating!
And plaster for bread you are eating!

(Spoken) "How do you do, Mrs. Caphusalent I hope you
approved of the genuine tea." "O yes, new brooms sweep
clean, and I have no occasion to buy birch ones, while I
deal at your shop for tea." "There's nothing like my cheap
bread," says Doughy the baker. "O yes," says Neddy, "you
forget plaster of Paris is very like it."

What are you at? each knave may cry,
Who feels my honest rhymes;
What are you after's? my reply,--
There never were such times!
There never were such times!

In Accum's test you'll find it clear,
For spirits of wine read Royal gin!
Quashee and drugs they call strong beer,
And Turtle soup is Ox's shin!
And Turtle soup is Ox's shin!

(Spoken) "By the powers of Moll Kelly, Mr. Max, but you've
murdered my dear friend Patrick O'Shaughnessy, for after
taking a noggin of your blue ruin, he went to blow out the
candle on stepping into bed, when the poor dear creature
went off in a blaze, and set fire to the house. Its all
nothing at all but spirits of wine, you bog-trotting
swindler!"

Moist sugar is made from the best red sand,
New milk from whiting and water!
Sloe juice poisons half the land,
And the weights get shorter and shorter!
And the weights get shorter and shorter!

(Spoken) "I hope," says Mr. Deputy Doublethroat, "you found
the port I sent you last of the right sort: six years in
bottle, Sir, I warrant it made your heart glad." "You mean
my bowels sad, Mr. Deputy. Out of six friends whom I invited
to partake of it four have already been booked inside
passengers for the other world, and my dear Mrs. Fribble and
me have been confined with inflammation ever since. Instead
of importer of foreign wines, Mr. Deputy, I'd have you write
up retailer of English poisons." {1}

1 The following receipt is copied from a book, which is
there said to be w