over-night, and have a telescope at each eye, and a opera-glass

between your shoulders, if you want to come over him.'

Mr. Dawkins received these handsome compliments with much

philosophy, and offered to cut any gentleman in company, for the

first picture-card, at a shilling at a time. Nobody accepting

the challenge, and his pipe being by this time smoked out, he

proceeded to amuse himself by sketching a ground-plan of Newgate

on the table with the piece of chalk which had served him in lieu