COUTTS. How well this name will
look on a cheque for a cool thousand or so! But to see the _Hue_ of
health on his cheek is better than seeing the colour of that HUGH'S
money.

No. 414. Portrait of Author W. PINERO, Esq. Painted by JOSEPH
MORDECAI, who has done to Author PINERO what HAMAN would have done to
MORDECAI, _i.e._, hung him.

No. 439. Sitting for Don Quixote. WILLIAM E. LOCKHART.

No. 459. _Stiff Collar Day; or, Just Back from the Wash_, "And,
confound it! she's been washing my shirt and tie together, and spoilt
'em both. Wish I had another lot ready, but haven't, so must go to
Academy as I am," said WALTER S-WASH-BUCKLER LETHBRIDGE, and finished
up with an impetuous and irrepressible "Hang it!" "I will," replied
the Artist, JOHN PETTIE, R.A.

No. 544. _Josephine Grimaldina; or, Female Clown_, the next novelty
in Pantomime, dedicated to the author and composer of _L'Enfant
Prodigue_. JOHN S. SARGENT.

No. 667. _Feeling his Bumps; or, Phrenology in the Olden Time._"
ERNEST NORMAND.

No. 651. Gentleman ready for riding, but no spurs. "Where the deuce
have I put them?" he is evidently saying. "All ready but that. Can't
find 'em anywhere!" A picture which quite tells its own (JULIAN)
STORY.

* * * * *

THE RIGHTS AND WRONGS OF LABOUR.

(_At the service of the Ch-nc-ll-r of the Exch-qu-r, if he purposes
writing a Prophetic Romance._)

MACAULAY'S New Zealander had arrived prematurely. London Bridge was
not reduced to its centre pier, and St. Paul's Cathedral was certainly
not in ruins. Still there was an uncanny look about town. On the
Embankment electric tram-cars were running, but they seemed to be
little patronised. Here and there he noticed a pedestrian leisurely
going his way, but the side-walks appeared, to all intents and
purposes, abandoned. At length he reached a garden-seat, upon which
was sprawling a Typical Working Man. The New Zealander gave this
interesting individual "Good morning," and made some common-place
remark about the weather.

"Fine day!" returned the T.W.M., rather surlily. "Well, what does it
matter to me? If it rains, I stay at home; if it don't, why I don't
either."

"I am a stranger seeking for information," explained the New
Zealander; "so I am sure you will excuse me if I ask you how much do
you pay for your house?"

"Pay for my house!" ejaculated the T.W.M. "Why, nothing of course! And
I pay nothing too for my sons at Oxford, and th