on a Tuesday." Sure then it must be Mister O'CHAPPELL, the CHAPPELL
by the hill-side, who arranges to have his first "Monday Pop" on a
Tuesday? If he be going out shooting on his own native heath, his name
O'CHAPPELL, then there's no reason why he shouldn't have his first pop
on a Tuesday, only it couldn't be his Monday Pop, could it now? Or if
he drinks _Mr. P.'s_ health in Pommery '80 (_grand vin!_), or let's
say Poppery '80, he could do so on a Tuesday, only it would no longer
be the "Monday Pop." That's all. Sure 'tis mighty confusing and upsets
the week entirely. If Tuesday is to have all the Pop, what's to become
of Monday? For further particulars inquire at the Pop-shop, Bond
Street.

The next great Musical Event is at the Gloucester Festival--it is
Dr. HUBERT PARRY "on the Job." This, though the work of a thoroughly
English Composer, may yet be considered as an "_Article de Parry_."

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"MARS IN OPPOSITION."--"Mother says I mustn't."

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THIS PICTURE AND THAT.

(_EXTRACTS FROM THE DIARY OF A LOVER OF THE BEAUTIFUL._)

_First Extract_.--Really an excellent notion to buy an estate, instead
of picking up what Mr. RUDYARD KIPLING calls a "smeared thing." Got
one, too, pretty cheap. Twenty miles from a railway station, but so
much the better. RUSKIN hates railway stations, and so do I. Never can