And PHYSKE became very wroth and did stop the sale of the paper,
which is called the _Try Buin_, upon his roads. And HO RACE GREL HE,
being a Prussian, was sore afraid, and did fall straightway upon his
knees, and did say, "Lo, your servant has sinned! I pray thee forgive
him." And PHYSKE did say, "I forgive thee," which, being interpreted,
is, "All right, old coon, don't let me catch you at it again."
And PHYSKE did divers other strange and curious things, but are they not
written down daily by the scribes of the paper, "It shines for all,"
which, being interpreted, is the Moon, and cannot he who runs, read them
there?
LOT.
* * * * *
From the Spirit of Lindley Murray.
When is a schoolboy like an event that has happened?
When he has come to parse.
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THE WATERING PLACES.
Punchinello's Vacations.
Vain heading! This paper is not intended to communicate anything about a
vacation. "Would that it were! says Mr. PUNCHINELLO, from the bottom of
his heart.
Last week Mr. P. intended going to the White Mountains.
But he didn't go.
On his way to the Twenty-third Street depot, he met the Count JOANNES.
"Ah ha! my noble friend!" said the latter. ""Whither away"?"
Mr. P. explained whither he was away; and was amazed to see the singular
expression which instantly spread itself over the countenance of his
noble friend.
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