Of what she terms "Histories," sits,--
_And this day month my service quits_?
My Housemaid.

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QUITE CLEAR.--"_Aha! mon ami_," exclaimed our friend JULES, during the
recent murky weather in Town, "you ask me the difference between our
Paris and your London. _Tenez_, I will tell you. Paris is always _très
gai, veritablement gai_; but London is _toujours faux gai_--you see it
is always fo-gay." And he meant "fog-gy." Well, he wasn't far wrong,
just now.

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[Illustration: "COMING EVENTS CAST THEIR SHADOWS BEFORE."]

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THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS.

NO. XXI.

SCENE--_The Steps of the Hotel Dandolo, about 11 A.M. PODBURY
is looking expectantly down the Grand Canal, CULCHARD is
leaning upon the balustrade._

_Podbury_. Yes, met BOB just now. They've gone to the Europa, but
we've arranged to take a gondola together, and go about. They're
to pick me up here. Ah, that looks rather like them. (_A gondola