I think a well-constituted convict, on coming home from transportation, ought to be rather sad when he takes leave of Van Diemen's Land.

When the curtain goes down on the last night of a pantomime, poor old clown must be very dismal, depend on it.

Ha! with what joy he rushes forward on the evening of the 26th of December next, and says--'How are you ?--Here we are!' But I am growing too sentimental:--to return to the theme.
THE NATIONAL MIND IS AWAKENED TO THE SUBJECT OF SNOBS.

The word Snob has taken a place in our honest English vocabulary.

We can't define it, perhaps.