The New River Company The Devil to Pay, and no Pitch Hot "Saw ye Johnnie comin' ?" More than meets the Eye Plates done on Stone Hound drawing Cover A Drop of the Creature "Well-this is a high Move!" Poplar and Wapping "There's one at me!-Now for a Bite!" THE COMIC ANNUAL. THE CORRESPONDING CLUB. MORE TROUBLES AT STOKE POGIS-TREASONABLE LETTERS NOCTURNAL ASSEMBLAGES-AND CONSPIRACY AGAINST AN ILLUSTRIOUS PERSONAGE. THE friends of social order will be grieved to learn that Peace cannot keep herself on the peace establishment; but that fresh disturbances have broken out in what may now be called the plague-spot of Her Majesty's dominions. The particulars have not transpired; but it is too certain that the chief magistrate of Stoke Pogis arrived last night by express, in his slippers, and without his hat. Fears are entertained by some persons for the safety of the capital; and the B Lumber Troop has offered to march against the insurgents to Knightsbridge and back. The Common Council has been summoned; and the boys at the Military Asylum have received orders to hold themselves in readiness. The barometer has fallen to 19.58. From an Official Organ. Despatches supposed to be of the utmost importance have been received in Downing Street; but in a cipher which as yet it has been impossible to decipher. Only two words have been made out, and they are at the very end of the document, viz. "Excuse haste." From the "True News." that a We have it from the best possible authority, discovery of an important nature has been made in a certain part of the kingdom, which some years back acquired for itself an unenviable notoriety. Under the peculiar circumstances, it would be improper to be more explicit; but our readers may rely on the accuracy as well as earliness of this intelligence. |