out for refreshment in célébration thereof, and confided to the latter that lie and his friends were projecting a journal to be styled « Shreds » which he expected would astonish the world, and as it was to be controlled by a Limited Company having a Stock Exchange quotation, he advised Sam to take up a few shares. In the parcel he had enclosed his prospectus, which stated his charges lor the foot run, or offering specially cheap ternis for matter by the year.
This is what The Yak had written. It is evident he knows something about fiction, and if he isn’t a New Humorist, what is he ?
Shreds, Limited, will assuredly be quoted at a premium.
We have heard, as we have said elsewhere, many excellent people tell most barefaced lies, but we never heard anybody tell so un-principled a lie as to say that an Income Tax Collector lias a soul. Of course he hasn’t. He doesn’t want one. What use would it be to him ? It would only interfere with the pursuit which he describes as his profession, and might get him
