There is no disguising the fact that this series of papers is making a prodigious sensation among all classes in this Empire.

Notes of admiration (!), of interrogation ( ?), of remonstrance, approval, or abuse, come pouring into MR.

PUNCH'S box.

We have been called to task for betraying the secrets of three different families of De Mogyns; no less than four Lady Scrapers have been discovered; and young gentlemen are quite shy of ordering half-a-pint of port and simpering over the QUARTERLY REVIEW at the Club, lest they should be mistaken for Sydney Scraper, Esq.

'What CAN be your antipathy to Baker Street ?' asks some fair remonstrant, evidently writing from that quarter.
'Why only attack the aristocratic Snobs ?' says one 'estimable correspondent: 'are not the snobbish Snobs to have their turn ?'--'Pitch into the University Snobs!' writes an indignant gentleman (who spelt ELEGANT with two I's)--'Show up the Clerical Snob,' suggests another.--'Being at "Meurice's Hotel," Paris, some time since,' some wag hints, 'I saw Lord B.leaning out of the window with his boots in his hand, and bawling out "GARCON, CIREZ-MOI CES BOTTES." Oughtn't he to be brought in among the Snobs ?' No; far from it.