To what hand we are indebted for this delightful set of parodies and jeux d'esprit we know not, but whoever he is he has our most cordial thanks for an immense amount of amusement. There is not a line from the top of the front cover to the bottom of the back cover that one can afford to skip. It is all clever and inexpressibly funny. Where all is so good, it is invidious to single out articles for special praise, but “The Place of Humour in the Absolute,” by F. H. Badly, is an extraordinarily clever parody upon the writings of a well-known psychologist, and the “Critique of Pure Rot,” by I. Cant, in no way falls below its title. “Elizabeth's Visits to Philosophers” might have been written by Barry Pain, and higher praise could scarcely be given. The fun is carried into the smallest details, and the answers to correspondents and the advertisements are by no means the least delightful. The advertisement of Moneyism hits off a trans-Atlantic author to a nicety, and too wide a diffusion cannot be given to another advertisement on the same page—“Lee's Patent Anti-fad. Try it! Try it!! Try it!!! For the Church, the Army and Navy, and all the Learned Professions. Prof. X—, F.R.S., etc., writes: ‘Since taking ONE BOTTLE I have given up all my most cherished convictions.”’ It would be unfair to our amusing contemporary to regard it as merely facetious. There is a deal of solid wisdom concealed beneath its jokes.
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