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] WISHT 1 sus at school again, A-rompin' like T uste to do ‘Ith Matt an’ George an’ Johnny too, An’ all the rest o' that young crew *At uste to play an’ laff all day— I wisht I wus at school again ! An’ then the time we uste to spend, When school wus closed, out in the wood A-getherin’ the nuts at strewed ‘The ground afore Jack Fros’s pale hood Had kivered all like es a pall— I wisht I wus at school again ! ‘The years is big with change since when IVe walked together down the road From school—ah ! little then I knowed What I's to hev fer a heart-load— So happy we ‘ud romp ‘ith glee, An’ nex’ day trot to school again ! I wisht I wus at school again. It seems almos’ a hunderd years, A cenchery o' sighs an’ tears, Sence that girl-sweetheart dropt her keers thed a sigh an’ said good- by I—I wisht—I wus at school again ! IN THE LOBBY. (Opera just over.) 6¢G0 DELIGHTFUL, was it not? I felt so anxious to hear the new tenor th “Isn't first in” “Did you, indeed? That, they atest crea "—— st; but then, I simply adore Wag” We heard him THE IONE “Wag"— “Wagner. ‘The moonlight on the"-— “ And the groupings; so effective. Such fresh young faces in the cho "— “That is where the charm of his music lies. dom find in choruses "— “ Almost never on the American st a nation we are sadly deficient in mu "— “Deplorably so. Ah, our carriage has “And so has ours. Good-night; you must co"— “Tcertainly shall, Good-night. You sel- But then, as OPINION OF AN EXPERT. Caller —* Wow is Mr. Flexible?” Servant —"A little worse to-da: Caller —* Can see him for a few minutes? Servant —"'No, sit. He told me that he wasn't to be disturbed, as he wants to finish an article on ‘How to get strong’ for the magazine. MISSED BOTH OF THEM. Mother —* John, you went to church as usual to-day ?” at was the gist of the sermon Tcan't tell. You see, mother, [ came out just before he got to the gist.”” Instid 0° climdin’ on to ten A-trottin’ off to school again ! SELF-ARRESTED PRISONER —"* For heaven me somewhere where I can do some work. Prisoner —*' I'm Chauncey Depew’s cook, sir, He hasn't been home to dinner for four years.” JUDGE LOOKIN’ BACK’ARDS. ‘The school-house with its gaberl end A-pintin’ to the road jes’ seems ‘To raise afore me now, when gleams O' them ole days cums, back in dreams Wot scems to keep me wrapped in sleep An’ trottin’ off to school again ! Gether your slate an’ books, an’ then Mother ‘ud take to work an’ spread A slice er two of ole-time bread “Ith cranb'ry jam, an’ then a red Apple er two fer me an’ you— tT wus at school again! An’ two-score years, ‘ith hair as gray As nor‘east clouds sum winter day ap away), It seems to me I'd ruther be (At sort o! gives a TOO BAD. [8 AN old curiosity-shop. “What lovely china! old, isn’t it?” It is very “No, madam; it’s quite modern,” “How sad! And it’s so pretty AT SIXES AND SEVENS. [F THE world had not outgrown Its primordial elements, Had the cataclysm blown Noah too from out his tents, Had 1 but, alas, remained Just a feeble protoplasm, ‘Then this page had not contained ‘This complex poetic spasm ! Had the aborigines But remained on Latium’s shore And not traversed other seas (Iam versed in ancient lore), Hadn't the first great principle Struggled so successfully, ‘Then a maid I worship still Would not thrice have jilted me! HARD TO SUIT. Aliss Bullion —* 1 wish that chrys- anthemums were not so fashionable. They're very pretty, but "—— Friend —" Well?” Miss Bullion —" But. they're so cheap.” TOO MUCH LEISURE. sake, your honor! send I'm dying from inactivity.” Who are you?” THE AGE OF PAPER. ‘THe LECTURER —"* The next feature to claim your attention, ladies and gentlemen, is Signor Lifty, the strong man. He takes that safe, weighing one thousand pounds, and toys with it as a mother would dandle her infant.” comicbooks.com