_Lottie and Carrie_. If you say one word more, either of you, we'll
go home! [_FREDDY and 'ECTOR follow them meekly in search of Aunt
MARIA as the Scene closes in._

* * * * *

VOICES OF THE NIGHT.

(_IN FLEET STREET._)

Oh raucous street--"_Echo_," whose vile _vox clamantis_
Is, like the Salvationist's shout, heard a mile hence,
I wish, _how_ I wish,--ah! yes, that what we want is!--
Some Cockney Narcissus could charm you to silence.
Ah, me! no such luck; in the clear autumn twilight
Your shriek on my tympanum stridently jars.
"_Echo_" murders repose, mars the daffodil sky light;
And if one thing sounds worse 'tis "the Voice of the _Stars_"!

* * * * *

[Illustration: JUST CAUGHT THE POST!]

_Sir J-m-s F-rg-ss-n loquitur_:--

Just in time to catch the Post!
Pheugh! But the Pats would have "had me on toast"
(As 'ARRY would say in his odious slang),
If I had been but a little bit later.