Cursory Rhyme.

(By an Elderly Victim of Cyclomania.)

Rush-a-by, rush-a-by, biking man! Kick up a shindy as loud as you can. Frighten me, floor me, then chortle with glee, And fly away fast from the gutter and me.

Racing Note.—"Fiorizel II." seems to be an unfortunate name for a horse expected and intended to be "Fiorizel the First."

UNLUCKY SPEECHES.

"What a lot of People there were at the Wortleburys last week—and yet how dull it was!"

"Yes, dear. But it was much brighter after you left."