JOS. STORY

Salade de Homard à la Crackanthorpe.

‘Oh hang that judge—what’s that ? Oh Fudge Can'’t he read, l’d like to know ?

Has a man no say, in regard to the way His property’s going to go ? ”

Frs. Dana.

Mayonnaise de Volaille à la Fox.

‘* Avocat, il s’agit d’un chapon Et non point d’Aristote et de sa politique. ”