I give a specimen of it, as I think these worthies ought to be gratified by their heroic sacrifices being made public.

"I'd rough it in a campaign as well as any linesman," said the cornet of her Majesty's Life Guards; "give me a pint of claret and a chicken every day, or a cut at a joint, and I would ask for nothing more;" and the Belgravian knight's idea of the discomforts of war is very like that of the beleaguered Gaul.

Want may come, but as yet never has a large city enjoyed greater abundance of bread and meat.

The poor are nourished by the State.

The rich have, perhaps, some difficulty in getting their supply of meat, but this is the fault of a defective organization; in reality they are only deprived of those luxuries the habitual use of which has impaired the digestions of half of them.