dat?"" Bish, sir."-"Eh, ma foi ! Bish encore? Vel."-" There was No. 2032, 3001"-" And who was sel?" Bish, sir.". "Eh, mon dieu! 'tis very grand fortune. Now den de last, and who vas sel dat?"-"Why, sir, the last was No. 6275, 3001., also sold by Bish.""Eh, de diable! 'tis von chose impossible, Bish sell all de four?"-" Yes, sir, and in a former lottery he sold all the three thirty thousands."" Den he is von golden philosopher. I vill buy, I villlet me see. Yes, I vill buy your shop."His ambition was at last, however, contented with three tickets; so that he has three chances of gaining the two thirty thousands yet in the wheel; and we have no doubt Bish will have the good luck of selling them. Are you aware, that Lotteries are about to be discontinued, the chancellor of the exchequer having said that the Lottery bill, introduced last session of parliament, should be the last? I need not direct you to BISH's, as being the luckiest offices in the kingdom, &c. "BISH" adventured in the " City Lottery," a scheme devised for getting rid of the houses in Picket-street, Temple-bar, and Skinner-street, Snow-hill; and on that occasion he favoured the world with the following: FREEHOLDS AND FORTUNES. BY PETER PUN. Tune.-" Drops of Brandy." Is by putting a spoke in her wheel, sir: Then the summons to BISH don't scorn sir; For, as her cornucopia he holds, He's the lad for exalting your horn, sir. With poverty who would be known, And live upon orts in a garret, sir, At BISH's, where all folks pell-mell come, This house, when you once realize it, With catacomb fal lals and sphynxes; For when you're thus furnish'd in state, sir; "BISH" on another occasion steps in. Then to BISH's away for supplies, with: PERMIT ME TO ASK Do you know that it contains MORE Have you heard how very cheap the For mopusses they are so plenty, Then BISH for my money, I say, Then what shall we do for this man, Who makes all your fortunes so handy? Buy his tickets as fast as you can, Ånd drink him in drops of brandy. Rum ti iddity, &c. "BISH" seems to have deemed "the Philosopher's stone," which never existed but in silly imaginations, to be a proper device for drawing customers. It is repeated in PADDY'S PURSUIT, A NEW SONG. THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE Philosophers in vain so long have sought, Says Milton, would not prove valuable to its possessor than an abs knowledge of certain numbers whe hidden in the Wheel of Fortune the Fa declares to the enraptured ears of the venturer, who has founded his hopes success on them, their union with cert large sums of money, viz. Twenty, Te or Five Thousand Pounds; for there a From the county of Cork in dear Ireland I many such sums yet in the wheel, ye. be determined, yet to be gained by zarding a mere trifle. He, who life's sea successfully would sail, Must often throw a sprat to catch a whale. Apply this proverb then; think, ere too late. What fortune, honour, and what wealth aw The very trifling sum* of one pound eight "BISH," of course, imagined, or wished, the public to be amazingly surprised a his popularity, and therefore indulged them with this song: WHAT'S THE MATTER? By Quintin Query, Esq. Tune.-" O Dear, what can the Matter be" "O dear, what can the matter be To tell, who can be at a loss? To make out their dreams, and fulfil all their The people are running by dozens to Biss's, wishes, And try to come in for the loaves and the fishes, At 4, Cornhill, and 9, Charing-cross. "O dear, what can the matter be ?" I'll tell you, good friend, if you wish; The people are trying dame Fortune to cozen, And the old women's tongues are sternally About lucky numbers, 19 to the dozen, buzzing, And all they can talk of is Bish. "O dear, what can the matter be ?" I dare say you're dying to know; The horns blow about, be it rainy or sunny, The walls they are cover'd with bills all so funny, To shew you the way how to finger the money, And you all know that "makes the mare go." "O dear, what can the matter be " The bellman he rings such a peal? To tell those whose fortunes are rusted with rickets, Fal de ral, &c. To call at good luck's (that is, Bish's) two wickets, *The price of a Sixteenth in the present Lotten "BISH" we find again attempting to attract, with the following :- O dear, what can the matter be?" For joy you'll be dancing a jig ; For good luck most folks are delighted to choose a day, And a lucky day surely must be a good news day, Then the day of all days is the very next Then, Misfortune s black Monday a fig ! "BISH," on another occasion, treated the "gentle public," like so many chitdren, with another optical delusion. FORTUNE'S GALANTY SHOW. Tune.-" GALANTY SHOW." O pretty show, O zaree show, O finey galanty show, O pretty galanty show! Chaunt. Come, all my merry customers, of high, middling, and low degree, Look in at one of these little glasses, and you shall see what you shall see ; You shall see the high road to Fortune, and that's better than the road to Ruin. And besides the usual 5's, 10's, and 20 Thousands (Peep thro' one of these wickets,) whole Tickets! And there you shall see, (Look a little to the right) Mr. BISH's Shop on Cornhill : O pretty show, &c (Now a little to the left) And there's his other Shop at Charing-cross, where buy Shares if you will; You'll get a part of the 1000 whole Tickets, I'll be bound, And that's very much like getting a part of more than a Hundred Thousand Pounds! Then look straight forward, and there you see Coopers' Hall, (Isn't it a fine building?) O pretty show, &c. there the Tickets they draw; And there you see the pretty little Blue-coat Boys, and nicer little fellows you never saw; There you'll see 'em pulling the Numbers and Prizes out of the very Grand Wheels And when one has a Ticket in the Lottery, and sees such a sight, how narvous one feels! And there-(Rub the glass a little cleaner) there's a sight I'd not have you miss for O pretty show, &c. a pound, The little Boy draws out a Number (Let me see what Number you have got) aye, that's it, I'll be bound; There don't the Clerk (On the left hand) look exactly as if he was calling it, don't you see how he cries? And the other little Boy draws, and the other Clerk looks as if he bawl'd out a £20,000 Prize. There you see ('tis no Dream of Castles in the Air, called Utopia) O pretty show, &c. There you see Fortune pouring the Guineas out of what the deuce is it? a great long hard name-Oh! her Cornucopia! That's a fine Golden Horn, that holds all the Prizes, I declare, "BISH" was pleased to devise the scheme of a Lottery to be drawn on St. Swithin's day, wherein wine was added to the prizes, and therefore, and because its O pretty show, &c. novelty was deemed alluring, we find one of his bills beginning with an apostrophising and prophetic couplet :— Hail, famed Sr. SWITHIN! who, with pow'r And in words such as these did their anger benign, Instead of rain pour show rs of gold and wine! Another in the same Lottery, beneath a wood-cut of a bunch of grapes, breaks "BISH," in another bill, oddly enough, put an old, one-legged smoker, with a patch over one eye, a carbuncled nose, and his only foot flannelled up for the gout, the effects of drinking, in an arm chair, with the following lines below: "LAID UP IN PORT." Od's blood! what a time for a seaman to skulk, Like a lazy land-lubber ashore; If I'm laid up at all, I'll be laid up in port, Tommy Bish shall fill my glass, The boozing old commodore he; Tho' I'll never more be fit for sea. Then also, "Bish" favoured his "friends" with the opportunity of sing. ing, BACCHUS AND Plutus, or the UNION. Tune." Derry Down." A ROW was kick'd up in the regions above, For PLUTUS and BACCHUS for precedence strove ; express, Rut the wine in his noddle usurp'd the command, A knock-'em-down argument BACCHUS SOOB found, For quickly he measur'd his length on the ground. "AS BACCHUS is down," then says PLUTUS, "I'll rise;" And this speech he address'd to the knobs of the skies: "That gold is a blessing, I'm sure I can prove : The soother of cares, and cementer of love! “You know the old proverb, of poverty, sure, 'Tis something about-when she enters the door, That love, through the window, soon toddles away;' But if there were gold, I'm sure that he'd stay. your hand, I'll tipple his wine, till no more I can stand; And as Jove has inform'd us there's money enough, Why you, Mister PLUTUS, can finger the stuff. “Besides, I have heard, or my memory's fail'd, How greatly last Lott'ry his luck has prevail'd; The three twenty thousands, he sold (the rum fish!) Then let us be off, and buy tickets of BISH!" Derry down. "BISH," who in the former bill had subjoined, in plain prose, that "lotteries must end for ever," likewise issued the following DUTIES ON WINES. The minister in reducing the duty, so that wines may be sold at one shilling per bottle cheaper, has done much to increase the spirits of the people; at the same time he has adopted another measure that will in a few months DESTROY THE FREE TRADE of every person in the kingdom to obtain for a small sum a great fortune in a few weeks, by having determined to abolish Lotteries, which must soon end for ever; therefore, the present is one of the last opportunities to buy, &c. "BISH," according to the old plan, ever ready to serve his friends," issued THE AMBULATOR'S GUIDE TO THE LAND OF PLENTY. BY PURCHASING A TICKET, In the present Lottery, You may reap a golden harvest in Cornhill, and pick up the bullion in Silverstreet; have an interest in Bank-buildings; possess a Mansion-house in Goldensquare, and an estate like a Little Britain; pour red wine down Gutter-lane; never be in Hungerford-market; but all your life continue a May-fair. BY PURCHASING A HALF, You need never be confined within Lon don-wall, but become the proprietor of many a Long-acre; represent a Borough, or an Aldermanbury; and have a snug share in Threadneedle-street. BY PURCHASING A QUARTER, Your affairs need never be in Crookedlane, nor your legs in Fetter-lane; you may avoid Paper-buildings; steer clear of the King's-bench, and defy the Marshalsea; if your heart is in Love-lane, you may soon get into Sweetings-alley, obtain your lover's consent for Matrimony-place, and always live in a High street. BY PURCHASING A SIXTEENTH, You may live frugal in Cheapside; get merry in Liquorpond-street; soak your hide in Leather-lane; be a wet sole in Shoe-lane; turn maltster in Beer-lane, or hammer away in Smithfield. In short, life must indeed be a Longlane, if it's without a turning. Therefore if you are wise, without Mincing the matter, be Fleet and go Pall-mall to Cornhill or Charing-cross, and enroll your name in the Temple of Fortune, BISH's. LOTTERY FOR WOMEN IN INDIA. Advertisement. BE IT KNOWN, that SIX FAIR PRETTY YOUNG LADIES, with two sweet and engaging young children, lately IMPORTED FROM EUROPE, having roses of health blooming on their cheeks, and joy sparkling in their eyes, possessing ed, whom the most indifferent cannot amiable manners, and highly accomplishbehold without expressions of rapture, are to be RAFFLED FOR next door to the British gallery. SCHEME: twelve tickets, at twelve rupees each; the highest of the fascinating, &c."* three throws, doubtless, takes the most * Communicated by J. J. A. F. from a Calcutta newspaper of Sept. 3, 1818. |