l land
To-morrow into Morrow, not to-day, you understand.
For the train to-day to Morrow, if the schedule is all right,
Will get you into Morrow by about to-morrow night."
Said I, "I guess you know it all, but kindly let me say,
How can I go to Morrow if I leave the town to-day?"
Said he, "You cannot go to Morrow any more to-day,
For the train that goes to Morrow is a mile upon its way."

FINALE.

I was so disappointed I was mad enough to swear;
The train had gone to Morrow and had left me standing there.
The man was right in telling me I was a howling jay;
I didn't go to Morrow, so I guess I'll go to-day.

THE WASHERWOMAN'S SONG.

Wring out the old, wring out the new,
Wring out the black, wring out the gray,
Wring out the white, wring out the blue--
And thus I wring my life away.

An occupation strange is mine;
At least it seems to people droll
That while I'm working at the line
I'm going on from pole to pole.

Where'er I go I strive to please,
From morn to night I rub and rub;
I'm something like Diogenes--
I almost live within a tub.

To acrobats who vault and spring
In circuses I take a shine;
They make their living in the ring,
And by the wringer I make mine.

My calling's humble, I'll agree,
But I am no cheap calico,
As some folks are who sneer at me;
I'm something that will wash, you know.

I smile in calm, I strive in storm,
With life's adversities I cope
My duties bravely to perform;
My motto--While there's life there's soap.

Wring out the old, wring out the new,
Wring out the black, wring out the gray,
Wring out the white, wring out the blue--
And thus I wring my life away.

Mr. Caudle Lends Five Pounds.

BY DOUGLAS JERROLD.

A Glimpse of English Domestic Life in Which the American Reader May
Find Here and There Something That Sounds Quite Familiar.

Editor, humorist, playwright, humanitarian, Douglas William
Jerrold--to give him his seldom heard full name--was a
winning figure in his period. He was born in London in 1803,
the son of an actor and theater lessee. He had little
schooling, but he was fond of books, and educated himself
precociously by reading a wide range of literature in
English, French, Italian, and Latin. Occasionally his father
cast him