e_ (_distinctly from arena_). I'd like ever so much to
see Buffalo BILL run his Show in here--he'd just make this old circus
hum!

_Miss P.'s voice_ (_indistinctly from topmost tier_). Almost fancy
it all.... Senators--_equites--populus--pullati_... yellow sunlight
striking down through _vellarium_ ... crimsoned sand ... _mirmillo_
fleeing before _secutor_ ... DIOCLETIAN himself, perhaps, lolling over
there on _cubiculum_ ... &c., &c., &c.

_Culch._ The place appears to excite Miss PRENDERGAST's enthusiasm, at
all events! [_Sighs._

_Podb._ Rath-er! But then she's no end of a classical swell, you know!
[_Sighs._

_Culch._ (_putting his arm through PODBURY's._) Ah, well, my dear
PODBURY, one mustn't expect too much, must one?)

_Podb._ I _don't_, old chap--only I'm afraid _she_ does. Suppose we
toddle back to the hotel, eh? Getting near _table d'hote_ time.

[_They go out arm-in-arm._

* * * * *

'ARRY IN ROME AND LONDON.

A kind Correspondent calls _Mr. Punch's_ attention to the fact that
'ARRY the Ubiquitous crops up even in the Classics, as ARRIUS, in
fact, in _Carmen_ lxxxiv. of CATULLUS. How proud 'ARRY will be to hear
of his classical prototype! Our Correspondent "dropping into verse,"
exclaims:--

[Illustration: 'Arry the Classic in his Swell Toga-ry]

Yes! Your Cockney is eternal;
ARRIUS speaks in 'ARRY still:
Vaunts 'is "hincome" by paternal
"Hartful" tricks hup 'Olborn 'Ill.

How well he is justified may be seen by a glance at the text of
CATULLUS:--

DE ARRIO.

"C_h_ommoda" dicebat, si quando commoda vellet
Dicere, et "_h_insidias" ARRIUS insidias:
Et tum miritice sperabat se esse locutum.
Cum, quantum poterat, dixerat "_h_insidias."
Credo, sic mater, sic Liber avunculus ejus,
Sic maternus avus dixerit, atque avia.
CATULLUS, _Carmen_ lxxxiv.

Which--for the benefit of 'ARRY himself, who is not perhaps familiar
with the "Lingo Roruano"--though he may know something of a "Romano"
dear to certain young sportsmen, though not dearer to them than other
caterers,--may thus be _very_ freely adapted:--

'ARRY to _H_oxford gives the aspirate still
He cruelly denies to 'Ighgate 'Ill;
Yet deems in diction he can ape the "Swell,"
And "git the 'ang of it" exceeding well.
Doubtless his sire, the 'atter, and his mother,
The hupper 'ousemaid, so addressed each other;
For spite of all that wrangling B