I have met a Snob on a dromedary in the desert, and picnicking under the Pyramid of Cheops.

I like to think how many gallant British Snobs there are, at this minute of writing, pushing their heads out of every window in the courtyard of 'Meurice's' in the Rue de Rivoli; or roaring out, 'Garsong, du pang,' 'Garsong, du Yang;' or swaggering down the Toledo at Naples; or even how many will be on the look-out for Snooks on Ostend Pier,--for Snooks, and the rest of the Snobs on board the 'Queen of the French.' Look at the Marquis of Carabas and his two carriages.

My Lady Marchioness comes on board, looks round with that happy air of mingled terror and impertinence which distinguishes her ladyship, and rushes to her carriage, for it is impossible that she should mingle with the other Snobs on deck.

There she sits, and will be ill in private.

The strawberry leaves on her chariot-panels are engraved on her ladyship's heart.