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ody knows who they are. We would begin with the Politicians, and end with the Brokers. And then the Millennium would begin, "sure pop." * * * * * TROUBLE FOR THE RISING GENERATION. Mr. PUNCHINELLO has often thought with what melancholy feelings the naughty boys must gaze upon a fine grove of growing birches; but what pangs would a knowing child experience upon finding himself in Randolph county, Illinois, where they raise twelve bushels of castor-oil beans to the acre! Of what depths of juvenile wretchedness and precocious misanthropy is that crop suggestive! We see it all--the anxious parent--the solemn doctor--the writhing patient--the glass--the spoon! Howls like those of a battle-field, only less so, fill the air. The wretched victim of pharmacy, conquered at last, gives one desperate gulp to save himself from strangulation, and all is over! Ye who remember your boyhood's home! tell us if there was any joke in all this! * * * * * THE GREAT MODERN O MISSION.--The English Mission. * * * * * [Illustration: THE LITERARY PIRATES. SUGGESTED BY BIARD'S PICTURE, AND SHOWING THE PIRATICAL ROVER "HARPY" SPRINGING A TRAP UPON THE GOOD SHIP "AUTHOR" IN A FAVOURABLE TRADE WIND.] "THE HARPY." With literary ventures stowed As full as ship can be, The good ship "Author" holds her way Over the fickle sea; Now sings the wind, and, all serene, The ripples forth and back Lap lightly round her gleaming sides And whiten on her track. Far westward, on the line of blue That meets the pearly[1] sky, There looms up large a stranger sail, A sail both broad and high; And as she near and nearer draws She hovers like a bird, And strains of music from her deck Upon the air are heard. Now closer draws the stranger sail-- Are sirens they who hang About the quivering cordage with-- Hallo! what's that?--bang! bang! The trap is sprung, the siren ship Runs up the sable flag-- It is the pirate "Harpy," and She takes the "Author's" swag! [Footnote 1: A famous foreign writer offered us L500 to print this Pearl Street, but we wouldn't do it for double the money.--[ED.]] * * * * * WEAPONS THAT TAMMANY HALL CAN NEVER BE TAKEN BY.--SHARPE'S Rifles. * * *
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