Alderman T — T— M : But come, tell mo what has been tbe result of the c-hase. Do you bring fresh trophies with which to decorate our walls ':' First Temperance Advocate : In truth, my liege, the quarry grows rarer day by day. Though from earliest dawn I and a trained pack of detectives have beaten the surrounding coverts, we succeeded in starting one .small publican alone from his lair. 20 LOCAL LYRICS. Alderman T— T — M {with interei^t) : Ali ! and you brought liim down. FiusT T. A.: Alas! no. With the speed of a frightened hare lie sought refuge in a mountain cavern. We endeavoured to dislodge him by burning fiax at the entrance of his retreat, but in vain. Aldcrrnan T — t — m : No matter. Let a small body of men proceed to the cave and bar his escape by placing rocks before its mouth. I myself will see to the endorsing of his licence. But now to the serious business of the ■day. We love the pleasures of the chase, yet our favourite game is rapidly becoming extinct. An attempt to preserve publicans would appear in- consistent. We must, therefore, discover some new animal to hunt in the interests of morality. What say you ? Mr. W — LI. — S: Speaking for myself and friends, I would say that as hunting in the interests of morality has become to us a second nature, any new quarry will be regarded as a boon. Alderman T — T — M : Well said. With a view to this I have invited several enthusiasts, with pronounced personal prejudices and dislikes, to address you. And see, here they come. Enter the Dean of Slangor, accompanied hy prominent vegetarians, anti-tobacconists, and others. Choru.s.