The notary's nose;

i6 THE NOTARY'S NOSE.
with the powder off the girls' arms. They
babble into their ears all sorts of madrigals
old and new, which sometimes are understood. Some of these girls have motherwit, and talk well; these are soon carried
away.
A tap of the bell calls the fairies to the
stage. The crowd of subscribers follows
them even to the beginning of the act,
holds them back and engrosses them behind the side scenes. Brave subscriber,
who risks the fall of the scenery, the spots
of lamp oil, the greatest variety of stenches,
for the pleasure of hearing a little voice,
slightly hoarse, murmur these charming
words:
" Jiminy! don't my feet hurt! "
The curtain rises, and the twenty-four
queens of an hour joyously frisk under the
lorgnettes of an enraptured public. There
is not one of them who does not see,
or think she sees among the audience,