ited, in the advertising columns, by some half-dozen several
expositors, to take so many new walks into futurity. The Overthrow of
the Papacy, the Destruction of the Ottoman Empire, the Battle of
Armageddon, the Millennium, demand your attention together with the last
novel, and SOYER'S Pantropheon, and the Propriety of Legalising Marriage
with a Wife's Sister. It is a remarkable circumstance that the gentlemen
who announce these awful things, so calculated to wean the soul from all
earthly solicitudes, do not omit to affix prices to their productions.
Like common Gipsies, these reverend Romany require their hands to be
crossed with silver. This shows that whilst they direct the attention of
others to future certainties, they give no small share of their own to
the main chance. On that account we hesitate to compare them to MOTHER
SHIPTON, who was an old woman, or to NIXON, who was an idiot. Otherwise
we should regard them as common asses, pretending to rank with the ass
of BALAAM.

French, Italian, German, without a Master, are studies not very
generally successful; and the language of prophecy must be rather more
difficult, independently of proper direction. Those who are inclined to
entertain the idea that MR. STIGGINS and MR. CHADBAND are illuminated
expositors of DANIEL and the Apocalypse had better pay a visit to MR.
WYLD'S Great Globe, to acquire, if possible, some enlargement of the
views of the world and the destinies of the human race. The patrons of
the "Prophetic Press" will find it best to await that explanation of
prophecy which is afforded by its fulfilment; but they will have to wait
a long time for any such thing in reference to the commentaries of
CHADBAND and STIGGINS.

To infer the future from the past, however, is to prophesy with some
security. At all crises of the world's history have CHADBANDS and
STIGGINSES applied their prophetic wisdom to the question of the day. At
all those times they have made money--and mistakes. On all similar
occasions in future will they, in precisely the same manner, succeed,
and--fail.

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DOLOURS OF ST. DUNSTAN'S IN THE WEST.

Ye citizens of London, who some filial pity feel
For all her noble monuments, give ear to our appeal:
Leave meaner things, the strife of kings, of SULTAN and of CZAR,
And think of perils nearer home--the fate of Temple Bar.

Mad lev'llers shake their axes o'er our venerable gate--
The C