my ear: _he_
fell--hit through the shoulder. He was carried to his carriage. I left the
ground, glad that I had chastised him, but released to find the wound was
not mortal. I felt as if in Heaven this act would free me from the worldly
ban. A week after, I met one of my old friends; he introduced me by name
to his father. The old gentleman started for a moment, then
exclaimed--"You know my feeling, Sir--you are a duellist! Tom, 'Take care
of him!'"

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PUNCHLIED. SONG FOR PUNCH DRINKERS.

(VON SCHILLER.) (FROM SCHILLER.)

Vier Elemente Four be the elements,
Innig gesellt, Here we assemble 'em,
Bilden das Leben Each of man's world
Bauen die Welt. And existence an emblem.

Presst der Citrone Press from the lemon
Saftigen Stern! The slow flowing juices.
Herb ist des Lebens Bitter is life
Innerster Kern. In its lessons and uses.

Jetzt mit des Zuckers Bruise the fair sugar lumps,--
Linderndem Saft Nature intended
Zaehmet die herbe Her sweet and severe
Brennende Kraft! To be everywhere blended.

Gieszet des Wassers Pour the still water--
Sprudelnden Schwall! Unwarning by sound,
Wasser umfaenget Eternity's ocean
Ruhig das All! Is hemming us round!

Tropfen des Geistes Mingle the spirit,
Gieszet hinein! The life of the bowl;
Leben dem Leben Man is an earth-clod
Gibt er allein. Unwarmed by a soul!

Eh' es verdueftet Drink of the stream
Schoepfet es schnell! Ere its potency goes!
Nur wann er gluehet No bath is refreshing
Labet der Quell. Except while it glows!

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THE SCHOOL OF DESIGN AT HOOKAM-CUM-SNIVERY.

Wednesday last was the day fixed for the distribution of the prizes at
this institution, and every arrangement had been made to receive the
numerous visitors. The boards had undergone their annual scrubbing, and
some beautiful devices in chalk added life to the floor, which was