ar pew-holders.

Let em grumble. I allers found out that when a man is gettin up in the
world, that, like carrion crows hoverin over a sick animal, grumblers
fly about him, lickin their chops and watchin a good opportunity to
scratch him ragged.

When you git off joaks and set your congregation to laffin, don't it
make you feel scrumpshus?

As a _Klergical humorist_, there is stamps in you.

But Ive writ more'n I expected when I sot down.

It would delite me and Mrs. GREEN to have you and your good woman pay us
a visit.

If you'l come, drop us a line, and we'l open the front parler and invite
in a few first families to give you a lively time.

I'l have a coat of white-wash put onto the bed-room walls. White-wash
makes a sleepin-room smell sweet. Besides it makes bugs dust in a hurry.
My old woman is a sweet white-washer. I'de bet odds, that MARIAR can get
over more territory, with a white-wash brush, than the smartest
committee of congresses ever appinted to cover up some dark transaction.

Hopin these few lines will find you in apple-pie order, and able to
indulge in numerous frugal meals of hash etc., Ile now say _Adux_,

Ewers, Litterarily, HIRAM GREEN, ESQ.,

Lait Gustise of the Peece.

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The Extreme or Fashion.

It is announced by journals devoted to fashion, that trains are to be
worn even longer during the coming winter than they have yet been.
Coincidental with this, is the announcement made by sundry papers that
"a piece of calico a mile long has been manufactured in New England."
The Miss who gets this for a train will be as good as a Mile, and such
is the length, dear boys and girls, to which fashion may be carried.

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[Illustration: FASHIONABLE INTELLIGENCE.

"AT THE LAST _Bal Masque_ ON THE AVENUE. A DISTINGUISHED SOUTHERN
GENTLEMAN CREATED MUCH AMUSEMENT COSTUMED AS 'RECONSTRUCTION.'"]

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[Illustration: MR. BROWN HAS BEEN RECOMMENDED BY A FRIEND TO HAVE A
LITTLE GLYCERINE DROPPED INTO HIS EAR FOR DEAFNESS. BY MISTAKE HE
PURCHASES NITRO-GLYCERINE. RESULT.]

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POEMS OF THE CRADLE.

CANTO XII.

Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross,
To see an old woman ride on a white horse.
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.

The above verse commemorates an epoch in the Poet's