The doctors came, and looked and wondered, "No-leeched you mean," the other said- "No-cup him”. "No-trepan him, brother !' The eighth, just come from a dissection, Quoth he,and wretched was her plight, That "Here she goes--and there she goes !" "You all are fools," the lady said, Thus to himself, while to and fro His finger perseveres to go, And from his lips no accent flows But "here she goes-and there she goes !" The barber came- "Lord help him! what But we must do our best to save him- "A woman never"— "There she goes !" "A woman is no judge of physic, Not even when her baby is sick. He must be bled". "No-no--a blister " "A purge you mean "-"I say a clyster" "No-cup him "--"leech him"-"pills! pills! pills!"! And all the house the uproar fills. What means that smile? What means that shiver? The landlord's limbs with rapture quiver, And triumph brightens up his face- And up he starts-"Tis mine! 'tis mine !" "I mean the fifty! "Who ?" "The gentlemen-I mean the two HATE OF THE BOWL. Go, feel what I have felt, Go, weep as I have wept, O'er a loved father's fall, See every cherished promise swept, Go, kneel as I have knelt, Go, stand where I have stood, And see the strong man bow, With gnashing teeth, lips bathed in blood, Go, catch his wandering glance, and see Go, hear what I have heard, As memory's feeling fount hath stirr'd, Have told him what he might have been Go, to my mother's side, And her crushed spirit cheer, Thine own deep anguish hide, Wipe from her cheek the tear: Mark her dimm'd eye, her furrow'd brow, But who, foresworn, hath yielded up Go, hear, and see, and feel, and know If all proclaimed-" "Tis drink and die !" Tell me I hate the bowl Hate is a feeble word- BUGLE SONG.-Alfred Tennyson. THE splendor falls on castle walls O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! O love, they die in yon rich sky, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying. GENERAL GRANT TO THE ARMY.-1865. SOLDIERS of the Armies of the United States! By your patriotic devotion to your country in the hour of danger and alarm, your magnificent fighting, bravery, and endurance, you have maintained the supremacy of the Union and the Constitution, overthrown all armed opposition to the enforcement of the laws, and of the proclamations forever abolishing Slavery-the cause and pretext of the Rebellion-and opened the way to the rightful authorities, to restore order and inaugurate peace on a permanent and enduring basis on every foot of American soil. Your marches, sieges, and battles, in distance, duration, resolution, and brilliancy of results, dim the luster of the world's past military achievements, and will be the patriot's precedent in defence of Liberty and the right in all time to come. In obedience to your country's call, you left your homes and families and volunteered in its defence. Victory has crowned your valor and secured the purpose of your patriotic hearts; and with the gratitude of your countrymen and the highest honors a great and free nation can accord, you will soon be permitted to return to your homes and families, conscious of having discharged the highest duty of American citizens. To achieve these glorious triumphs, and to secure to yourselves, your countrymen, and posterity, the blessings of free institutions, teas of thousands of your gallant comrades have fallen and sealed the priceless legacy with their lives. The graves of these a grateful nation bedews with tears, honors their memories, and will ever cherish and support their stricken families. THE FARMER AND THE COUNSELLOR. A COUNSEL in the "Common Pleas,". Women, or other timid folks; So having tipped the wink to those Who kept their laughter bottled down, 'Well, Farmer Numskull, how go calves at York ?" Why-not, sir, as they do wi' you ; But on four legs instead of two." "Officer," cried the legal elf, Piqued at the laugh against himself, Do, pray, keep silence down below there! Now look at me, clown, and attend, Have I not seen you somewhere, friend ?” 66 Yees, very like, I often go there." |