_Grand Old Jockey_ (_contemptuously_). Ah, you're wonderful clever.
But we have got one in _our_ Stable, my lad,
Who can--just lick his head off!

_Rising Young Jockey_ (_drily_). Now have you indeed, WILL?
I fancy I've heard that before. Very glad
That your lot are in luck; and I hope you'll succeed, WILL,
But bless me! yours seems such a _very_ Dark Horse!
Oh! there, don't fire up so! Your word I won't doubt, WILL.
You say so, and one must believe you, of course;
But--_isn't_ it time that you _brought the nag out_, WILL?

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[Illustration: A VERY "DARK HORSE."

OLD JOCKEY. "DON'T THINK MUCH OF HIS POINTS! WE'VE ONE IN OUR STABLE
CAN LICK HIS HEAD OFF!"

YOUNG JOCKEY. "_HAVE_ YOU? THEN WHY DON'T YOU _BRING HIM OUT_?"]

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HISTORY AS SHE IS PLAYED!

_Questioner._ Why should M.V. SARDOU be called the Historian of the
French Revolution?

_Answerer._ Because in _Thermidor_ he has given an entirely new