had committed a few venial errors: for instance, 

 designating Tweddell as "Mr. Saunders," from having 

 heard us once or twice familiarly address him as 

 "Sandy;" calling Simpson "Mr. Simons," and wag- 

 gishly locating him as a slop-seller, in Houndsditch; 

 and writing ourselves "the Old Fisher," in conse- 

 quence of mistaking our surname for a mere agno- 

 men, or professional designation. The songs, which 

 were a good deal mangled, are restored, under the 

 revision of Mr. Tweddell. 



BE POUT OF THE EVENING SITTING- OF A 

 PISCATORY TRIO, AT THE KING'S ARMS, 

 RYE-HOUSE. 



The speakers, Simpson, Tweddell, and Fisher, 

 dined at four; and at five "business commenced "by 



SIMPSON proposing a toast: "To the pious and 

 immortal memory of Izaak Walton." 



(Bumpers pints of old Staffordshire ale, drank in 

 solemn silence.) 



FISHER, (after a deep sigh, to recover his breath.) 

 A toast worth drinking in the " language of the 



