"He's not a
practical politician," said some one, "he's a doctrinaire." "Is he,
indeed?" said our excellent old Lady, "then I daresay I met him when
I was in Scotland." Observing their puzzled expression, she added,
"Yet it's more than likely I didn't, as, when in the North, I was so
uncommonly well that I never wanted a medical man." Subsequently it
turned out that she had understood Mr. J.M. to be a "_Doctor in Ayr_."
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SONG FOR LORD ROSEBERY.
(_AFTER "TOM TUG," IN THE "WATERMAN."_)
Then farewell, my County Council,
Cheek, and fads, and bosh farewell,
Never more in Whitehall Gardens
Shall your ROSEB'RY take a spell.
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CHANGE OF NAME SUGGESTED.--Why call the place _Monte Carlo_, why not
_Mont "Blanc" Junior_? The Leviathan Winner who broke the record and
the tables, Mr. HILL WELLS, might also alter his name according to his
luck. A run of HILL-luck would settle him: but when "WELL's the word,"
he could forget the HILL-doing of the previous day.
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