Faust, but the "vaulting ambition" of the eminent Polish tenor led him to attempt a high jump with another Pole—the leaping-pole—and whether he had not his compatriot well in hand, or whether, "with love's light wings," Roméo did not manage to "o'ertop" the highest note above the line, deponent sayeth not, but this much is known, that he fell at the high jump, and, feeling the pain first in the under part of his foot, and then in the leg, he exclaimed, with Hamlet, "O my prophetic sole, my ankle!" the result being that he appeareth not to-night as Faust. If Frère Jean de Reszke is going on by "leaps and bounds" in this manner, he will be known as "Brother John the Risky." Madame Nordica happy as Marguerite—at least she looked it, for even in the most tragic scenes there is always a sweet smile on her dimpled cheeks. Mlle. Bauermeister makes a Marta of herself as the merry old dame; Mlle. Guercia, as Siebel, is a Siebeline mystery; Lassalle, as Valentine, pleases la salle; but Brother Edward "prends le gâteau" as Mephistopheles.

Wednesday.—Tristan und Isolde, which may be rendered Triste 'un und I solde-not-so-many-tickets-as-usual, or Triste 'un und I'm Sold. "The fourth of the Wagner Cycle." If there are eight of them then this is the Bi-Cycle, but there's more woe than weal in it, and though extracts may be relished by the learned amateur, yet, as a whole, Wagner's Tristan does not attract our opera-going public.

Mem.—No Nursery of Music can possibly be complete without "Leading-Strings."

ON TICK.

Seedy Swell. "I Say, old Chap, tell us the Time. I'm sure your Watch goes well."

Second S. S. "It goes beautifully. It went Six Months ago to my Uncle's!"

TO THE FRENCH OARSMEN.

(From Mr. Punch, at Henley.)

Skinners and Skinned.—One portion of the ancient award of Sir Robert Billesdon, Lord Mayor of London, in settling a dispute between the Skinners and Merchant Taylors, was, that these two Companies should dine together once a year. Mr. Justice Bruce, alluding to this at the banquet on Skinners Day, when, as was natural, many lawyers were present, suggested that it would be a good thing if power were given to judges to "condemn litigants to dine together, and to order that the costs of the dinner should come out of the Consolidated Fund"—a very good notion. The idea might be extended to entertaining Wards in Chancery, of whom two unhappy infants the other day were had up at the Police Court for picking and stealing, in order to feed themselves and keep themselves alive until they should reach the age when they would come into their Chancery-bound property of something like £20,000. The magistrate ordered an inquiry, but of "subsequent proceedings" we have not as yet seen any record.

THE RISING GENERATION.

Host. "What a Smart Set of People we've got to-night, Deary!"

Hostess. "Yes. How I wish one of our Dear Girls would come and sit by us, and tell us who Everybody is!"

"HYMEN HYMENÆE!!!"

July 6, 1893.