"A Penny Plain And Twopence Coloured"
These words will be familiar to all students of Skelt‘s Juvenile Drama. That national monument, after having changed its name to Park‘s, to Webb‘s, to Redington‘s, and last of all to Pollock‘s, has now become, for the most part, a memory. Some of its pillars, like Stonehenge, are still afoot, the rest clean vanished. It may be the Museum numbers a full set； and Mr. Ionides perhaps, or else her gracious Majesty, may boast their great collections； but to the plain private person they are become, like Raphaels, unattainable. I have, at different times, possessed Aladdin, The Red Rover, The Blind Boy, The Old Oak Chest, The Wood Daemon, Jack Sheppard, The Miller and his Men, Der Freischuetz, The Smuggler, The Forest of Bondy, Robin Hood, The Waterman, Richard I., My Poll and my Partner Joe, The Inchcape Bell (imperfect), and Three-Fingered J

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