MR. BRIGGS'S PLEASURES OF FISHING.

No. II. MR. BRIGGS STARTS ON HIS FISHING EXCURSION.

No. III.

MR. B WON'T HAVE A MAN WITH HIM, AS HE THINKS HE CAN MANAGE A PUNT BY HIMSELF; AND THE CONSEQUENCE IS, HE IS OBLIGED TO GO TO BED WHILE HIS THINGS ARE DRIED, HAVING UPSET HIMSELF, AS A MATTER OF COURSE.

ENERGETIC.

"HI!—THERE!—STOP!"

HUNTING MEMORANDUM—APPEARANCE OF THINGS IN GENERAL TO A GENTLEMAN WHO HAS JUST TURNED A COMPLETE SOMERSAULT!!

* &C. &C. REPRESENT SPARKS OF DIVERS BEAUTIFUL COLOURS

MANNERS MAKE THE MAN.

Omnibus Driver. "I BEG YOU A THOUSAND PARDONS, I AM SURE."

Cabman. "OH, PRAY DON'T MENTION IT. ITS OF NO CONSEQUENCE, BELIEVE ME!"

MUCH TOO CLEVER.

Sharp (but vulgar Little Boy). "HALLO, MISSUS, WOT ARE THOSE?"

Old Woman. "TWOPENCE."

Boy. "WHAT A LIE! THEY'RE APPLES."

[Exit, whistling popular air.