The Express.
London, England, 1857-12-30 00:00:00

3Y.LVLVOS ar HOME.

lila Bobo at Old Holiday Reading.)
" Cicalas," said Mr. Putsch to his boys, " I have a
new game fur you. I will be the founder of a new Cabinet,
sad you shall all take awl (Abuse ea you lila. Now than.
What will you be, I.4IWiP r
Lewis. I will be your Chancellor of the Eachegiter, sir.
Mr. P. Why do you choose that poet, my boy
Leuis. Bemuse lam very well reed in classical history.
Orcy. I will be your How Secretary, air.
lir. P. And why, Gawp ?
Grey. Because I never attend to anybody, air.
Crontrorth. I will be your Lord Chancellor, sir, Neiman—
because-0, I don't know why—yea I do, the Chancellor
ails on a nice duffed cushion—and it's jolly to sit on a Mrs
stuffed cushion. . .

dlr. P. And you, ran, what will you bo, any Cakdordan
Frodigy
Pan. Eh, sirs 111 just be Secretary at War, for ye ken
Fin 'air troubled wr the weary gout, and I tek' kindly to
the erni-chair.
Labossehere. I'll be Colonial Secretary, sir, because I can
talk fast, and nobody knows enough of the coletdos to guess
whether I'm richt or wrong.
Yr. P. And you, my bright littlo fellow, what dorm say ?
Argyll. I'll be your l'uttoseter-General.
Mr. P. Why oo?
Argyll. Beams my ancestor inventtd the post, and those
who ailed it said, " Him the good Duke of Arm 11 :"
Yr. P. Now, ()nitwit's', whet any you?
Gran. I'll be President of the Coritiril, oh, because I can
alsrajs make the other boys laugh within), French anecdotes.
Wood. be First Loot of your Admiralty, air.
Mr. P. What—you 1' Well. And why I'
Hind (snowily). Ships are roado of wood, ain't they, sir?
Mr. P. Well, I stalainly see no other reason. Amd now,
Clogondon, what's your choice?
Char _I'11 be your Foreign Secretary.

Mr. P. And why ?
Car. Bevan= I'm fond of a good edger, which yon can't
gat in England, but Vd Lave 'cm sent over in despatch= by
the ansbareedors.
Mr. P. Stanley Alderley, will you choose ?
liteeky. I'll be at the Beard of Trade, sir, became I
should like to hunt a little about trade, which I don't under-
stand in the hut.
Ilarrou by. I'll be Privy Seal, or, Lamm I don't think
the other chap. have left OA anything else.
Mr. It 0 yrs, there ie. Eh, Swim r
Smith. Vernon, air, if you please. And I'll take the
Board of Control, because it is a light gentlemanly ore opt-
=cm, end not too great a pull Upon one• leisure.
Banter I should like your Duchy of Lancaster, for the
same reason es Smith.
Saini. Vernon.
Mr. P. But there's one boy hot not spoken. You tall
fallow, will you take that sprig out of your mouth and tell
me what you'll be ?
Pats. 0,1• II be your Premier.
Mr. P. No, no ; I'm the Premier.
Ass. Tberv's no diSsence between us. The principle of
my policy shall he to knock as many. heeds together soI am,
and thereat of the world laughlng. Isn't it yours P
Mr. P. So It is. And yon shall be PuerA's Premier ; sad
I think our game le very great fun.—Aoarri.

The Elpis of Athens says .—" The excavations
being goads at the Theatwo of Bacchus continua to be carried
ea with groat activity. The Mullett', of Public Worship
visits the spot every day,, and the Conwroawir of Anti-
'walks himw if directs all the works. Aiming the Loeigners
who show the greatest interest in these ea ovations is
Mr. W ss, Be English Minister, who is • groat amateur of