i LBY THE DOCTOR.] '' "If the rascal have not giA'en mo medicines to make me love him. 11l se hanged I —oHAI^EbI 'J_AuL. j PERSONALITIES. i SOME people assert that the Doctor deals \ too much in personalities. I met Brown in Queen-street the other day, and he said, : '■ Look here, Doctor, your Dose is tar too ! tame. Why don't you write a slating I article on old Jones?" A few minutes I afterwards I met Jones himself, and he i said •'•' Hullo, Doctor ! Fine day. What ! arc 'you _oing to give us in your next 'Dose*'" I said, "Well, the fact is, I'm at ! my wit's end for a subject, but I'll tell you ! Avhat I met a gentleman just now aviio

su<«'CSted that you would form a very good subfcct for a skit." You ought to have seen Jones' face Avh.cn I said that. It re minded me of some of the cheap engrav ings of the knight of the rueful counten ance. He Avhispered mysteriously " Coinc aud have a drink," and, when avc were comfortably seated over a glass of hot toddy, he went on to oUnevve, " Well, you see, the fact is, I don't care about seeing my name in print. You Icuoav I'm an old colonist of twenty years' standing, and it would be hardly "the thing to make game of me. But (and here he appeared to be all at once struck with a brilliant idea) there's that feIIOAV BroAvn—he's fair game, you know, and he deserves a slating. You mhdit just say that lie opposes the Deceased Wife's Sister Marriage Bill, be cause all bis Avife's sisters squint, and ■have got red hair (and betAveen you and me his Avffe drinks aAvful) ;or something funny like that, you knoAV. Of course, Avith your facile pen," etc. After all, my friends, I am strongly reminded of Avliat Bishop Warburton said about orthodoxy. " Ortho doxy, my L»r<l," said the Bishop, in a Avhisper, " orthodoxy is my doxy,—hetero doxy is another man's doxA\" VERY TOUCHING. 