MUTTON, won't they let you in? Here, come along with me!

[_He passes his arm through the M.M.'s, walks with him to
the other door, murmurs a request for his admission, and the
next moment the M.M. is safe in the haven of his desire._

_The other Peris_ (_looking after him enviously_). Well, of all the
brazen impudence!

[_They are swept aside by the current of emerging Counsel,
Spectators, &c. and re-assemble, to find the doors as
pitilessly closed against them as ever. The White Wigs
threaten to write to the "Law Times" on the subject, and are
regarded with admiration by the rest as Champions of Popular
Rights._

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[Illustration: OLD TIMES REVIVED.

_Portrait of Candidate making his Third Speech on same day._]

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RACINE, WITH THE CHILL OFF.

[Illustration: On his Hobby.]

Baffled by official prudery in the production of his poetic episode
from Holy Writ, yet resolved that the names of SARAH and OSCAR shall