Puck — December 12, 1877 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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PUCK. DELIGHTFUL THOUGHT. > y 31s very hard when Beauty sits beside you, rely ‘And when her lustrous eyes your own have = sought, To loose your tongue and let your reason guide you Into a frank avowal of your thought. ‘Tis very hard to know and yet refrain From saying that which Beauty reads so plain. ‘The hopeless task—I long ago dismissed Of learning how to prove the love I feel Perhaps her mouth—though I have never kissed it— Will be the first my passion to reveal; Because she knows, I know she knows full well How much I love her, if she'd only tell. But with a silence full of warm affection, I still must look into bright Beauty's eyes, And hope some unexpected :nterjection, Some “Ah!” or “ Oh{” may some day win the prize; For e’en such simple sounds will do more good, When accidental, than all rhetoric would, O splendid speechlessness!_ Receive my blessing! No lovers? rhapsody, no verbal store, Can cope with thee, with adjectives caressing, In telling truly how much I adore; And when I win her, as I hope to do, She'll think she loves me, and I'll think so too. Sypvey Rosexretp. ESSENTIAL OIL OF CONGRESS. SENATE. Wasitnctox, Dec. 34. * SENATOR Epmunps was of opinion that Sena- tors didn’t want to listen to the record of their tidieulous proceedings of the previous Satur- ay. Carried unanimously, At tweive o’clock the Senate found it had glided imperceptibly into the regular session. SENATOR ANTHONY, who throws a republican halo of majesty about the atomic State of Rhode Island, said he guessed that they ought to let the House of Representatives know that they were quite ready to obstruct public business in the most approved manner. SENATOR SARGENT Jiked adjournments. idn’t. Senator Epmunps knew a thing ortwo. He prophesied that they'd hear something about a President’s Message some tiie in this session. Now appeared on the scene’ the poetical, illogical, and romantic Miss Nancy Rogers, Private secretary to the President, who deliv- ered the Message with an air of indescribable grace to Secretary Gorham. Senator ANTHONY wished to say that he and many other fellows of his acquaintance had run szort of waste-paper for fire-kindling and other domestic purposes. He thought that if thirty thousand copies of the Message and departmental reports were printed, the evils of a wastz-paper famine would be avoided. Be- sides it was a good way of spending public money. It is true the newspapers printed such documents; but he didn’t see why the Senate was to be beaten by the enterprise of newspa- pers, anyhow. The Senate then adjourned until Thursday. House oF REPRESENTATIVES. Mr. Deprewt said he was a Texas Demo- crat, and he'd be hanged if the rules of the House ouzhtn’t to be suspended to allow people to chew $100 worth of tobacco a year without paying taxes. ‘The House didn’t see it. Mr. THROCKMORTON, also a Democrat and a ‘Texan, considered that the United States army couldn’t be worthy of the name without two regiments of mounted rangers— Texan, of course. They would be handsome ornaments on the Mexican and Indian fronteer. Tue Presipent's Poticy. Mr. Knapp thought that the President was the man for his and everybody else’s money, because he had refused the use of the army to support sham governments in South Carolina and Louisiana. Mr. Garrietp would rather shirk that ques- tion, and therefore voted the resolution down. Mr. Knott had a profound secret to impart to the house. It was that the President would send in his annual Message immediately. Mr. Sprincer wanted to know what the Venezuelan government had been writing about. ‘The House then adjourned, SENATE. . Tuurspay. SENATOR BLAINE put in an appearance. He said he'd taken two compound rhubarb-pills, a dose of salts and a blue-pill, and felt a little better. SeNaTOR ANTHONY said they'd been sitting long enough to say something about standing committees. Tue Sitver Bir. ‘ SENATOR Attison had made up his mini that next Monday ought to be the day for the silver dollar, SeNATOR SARGENT didn’t intend to pass the silver bill in one day—not if he knew it. Fripay. Senator SARGENT now brought up a subject which Puck thinks much too serious to jest about, viz.—to provide relief for the heirs of those lost on the Huron. The bill for this purpose was passed. The Senate, after talking about the Northern Pacific Railroad, made up its mind to take a holiday with the House of Representatives, from Dec. 15th to Jan. 10th, to enjoy Christ mas and obtain rest after their arduous duties. There was a gay cavalry major Who ate tuckwheat cakes on a wager; Ata hundred and ‘leven He went up to heaven, Where the angels will umpire that wager. An EXCHANGE says: ‘Since the estabtish- ment of Baby Shows. many cities have taken up the cry." New York has taken up the hue and cry—in our Black Baby Show. Tue Herald says: ‘Burmese Boys take to Arithmctic.” Old Arithmetic brings half a cent a pound for junk, and that’s just where the eee Boys show an immense fecundity of rain. FROM PHILADELPHIA. Dear, dearest, darling friends! I feel so bad— E'en a Philanthropist such scenes touch nearly— Yet, oh! believe me: if I stretched my hand In boundless charity throughodt the land, It was alone because I saw quite clearly ‘A good chance for an ad. Tue new U.S. minister will shortly be due at St. James’s. This explains Mr. Disraeli's contemplated retirement from office. He is afraid Welsh will kiss him. Just wake us up these cold mornings and whisper in our ear: ‘Hot, double-breasted, triple-galvanized, meringue-gored, extra-hump- backed, felo-de-se-pancakes, with oleomar garine and N. O. gravy.” Oh!! We won't wait to dress—thank you! Tue Cuinese Question. — Any washee- washee? Answeys For the Aurions. X.—Why ? Moses.—Mosey! SUAGOARK.—Certainly. Hazetixe.—She didn’t. J. J-—Are you possessed of them once more ? R. B. S., Malden,—Thanks. —We have inquired. No one seems Used, as you see. Mitucest, L. to have heard of it. Coxcaxnon.—We don't know, and scarcely expect to know this side of the mausoleum. Besptious,—While you remain in your present state of mind, you had better bire yourself out to a lion tamer. Roswett.—No, the telephone can't be used to hatch eggs. The idea is a beautiful, a grand one, But it lacks feasibilit P.Q. Lyrg.—The joke is excellent. It was good when it was made, forty years ago, and it hasn’t faded out much since then. Geo, W. W.—It is possible, very possible, that there is no light in heaven but the pale hght of stars, but as Longfullow found it out some time before you, the value of your astronomical researches is limited. J. Tixstev.—Ves, if you are in the habit of perform- ing that light, easy, airy style of feat—slinging mountains around, and squaring the circle, and wading across the Pacific. If you are in that line of business, try it. E. L. K.—1: You can get ‘Caste” by sending to Dewitt, 33 Rose street. The cost is 15 cents, and the edition is a good one and well got up. 2: We don’t know whether you can play it withuut permission. Inquire when you send. Novos, St. Louis,—We know no such play as you name, but it is probably in Dewitt's list also. H.C. D., Montclair.—We cannot use your “* Boston Bean” poem. Not but that you have immensely im- proved since you first tackled ** Blue Glass,” but that the peculiar subject you have chosen, and the peculiar style in which you treat it, make the poem one which it would be best to read quietly, under the shadow of some retired back fence, to a small and select audience, masculine in tone, and compused of people on whom you can rely. It is not adapted for general circulation. —Those are the stairs, young man. Yes, to, four doors down on the south side of the way. That's the office of the paper that accepts stories of medizval barons riding on coal-black chargers, and rescuing ladies ‘on milk-white palfreys from the desperate wiles of saturnine and mysterious villains in love, cloaks and big slouched hats with sable plumes. Fourth flight up, back. comicbooks.com