: The Last Call: A Romance (Vol. 3 of 3) by Dowling Richard - Man-woman relationships Fiction; Mistaken identity Fiction

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Editor: Sir Francis Burnand

Volume 108, May 4th, 1895.

MAY DAY.

Open the windows, salute the day; Welcome, welcome the First of May. Everything's changed, or ought to be, Buds are bursting on hedge and tree. Sweet winds breathe from the West or South Soft as a kiss from a maiden's mouth. Everything speaks of warmth and love, Bright is the sun in the blue above. Out in the woods, I know. I know, Fur and feather are all aglow. Downy rabbits with jewel eyes Dart about in a wild surprise. Yellow-billed blackbird, speckled thrush, Pour their notes in a tuneful gush. And all the neat little boys and girls, With clean fresh faces and hair in curls, Sing in a chorus, "Hurray, hurray! April's gone, it's the First of May!"

That's how I dreamt my May-day dream; But things are not what they ought to seem. For the wind--why, bless me, the wind is East, And the birds don't warble or chirp the least. The whole of the sky is wrapped in gloom. And fires are lighting in every room. And I shiver and sneeze and spend my day In a winter-suit on the First of May.

AUK'D ABOUT.--The skin of a Great Auk was put up for sale last week, but the reserved price was not reached. Evidently it was of bad omen that it should have been put up at an "Auk-shun."

DRAMATIC FAMILY LIKENESS.

"IL IRA LOIN."--Dr. FARRAR, now Chaplain to the SPEAKER, has been made Dean of Canterbury. From the Deanery to a Bishopric is but a step. He has gone Far, will go FARRAR and fare better ... and then ... FARRAR-well to all his greatness!

STRIKES ? LA MODE DE PARIS.

ROSE early, intending to have a real good time of it, in spite of the recent disturbances. As a precautionary measure, wore my bullet-proof coat and shell-defying boots. Carried also my armour-plated umbrella, which can be used as a shield to quick-firing guns. Looked out of window, and found the weather splendid. Firing, too , seemingly all but ceased.

On reaching the street, representative of the Civil Power cautioned me to be careful. Thanked the representative for his courtesy, and asked why a squadron of hussars were trotting past with drawn sabres. Was told that the soldiers were engaged in the protection of a sweep journeying to his work in a donkey-cart.

Started for a stroll, but had to seek shelter in a doorway from a volley of bullets fired in the direction of the early milkman. From this demonstration I gathered that the food supply would be still further restricted owing to the action of the men on strike. After the purveyor had beaten a hasty retreat, advanced upon a strongly-fortified position, which turned out to be, as I expected it would, a doubly-entrenched cab-stand.

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