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367 The Serenader. ©) EAR psychic one, if you're inclined, Outside with me repair; Come, leave thy mortal frame behind, And join me in tho air, “Nearby, my astral body waits Impatiently for thee; Float out, dear one, and let the Fates Deal well to-night by me. “Come, let us roam through starry space, By plarete let us stray; A psychic path of joy lot's trace While comets light our way.” Ho ceased. Tho psychic maid insido Quito firmly shook ber head, . “I tbank you, but I cannot glido To-night with you,” she said. “A fleshly fellow waits below; My astral’s not in trim; Besides, I think I'd rather go And seo a play with him.” HERE was a young Miss, who'd not ji Tom Masson, give a Kiss, TICK nd seh cory bachelor quarter. Except to her Mommer and Popper ; “Yes, but you can't blame him for changing them for a better half.” But as she grew Older she also grew Bolder, And wasn’t so Awfully Proper. . LIVE doubt is better than a dead cer- Spain was so quickly over that the leisure of a lifetime can be comfortably devoted to telling the public all about it. The latest development of the new theory in England comes to usin the shape of a magazine devoted exclusively to royal, ducal and baronial talent. The Prince of Wales heads the list of contributors, and no one is invited to as-ist who cannot show the proper number of quarterings, or who is not related toa reigning house. There {s to be none of the ‘ academical tagrag and bobtail,” which wounded the aristocratic spirit of Mr. Charles Greville, intruding on this courtly circle; and the populace, which cheerfully pays ten sbillings apiece for carnations sold by a duchess ata charity bazaar, will hardly begrudge a guinea for the product of princely pens. The idea is a good one, and it might be copied advantage. ously in this country. Why should we not organize an ‘‘Army and Navy Magazine,” warranted tocontain nothing but poems, papers and philippics by the brave defenders of the country? It would have to be a stout volume to afford room for all its contributors; but progressive readers could then be properly protected from the occasional incursions of the literary civilian, and unprogressive, unexpansive, peace-loving, palwolithic ante- diluvians would at least know what to avoid. Agnes Repplier. I | E is a wise man who can read aright a woman's sigh. He is even a wiser man who can interpret a woman's silence. “PASSING & BAD BILL.”