Harper's Round Table, January 21, 1896

Volume XVI. With 1096 Pages, and about 750 Illustrations. 4to, Cloth,

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THE CHASE OF THE BONNET BIRD.

"Oh what is the use," said the Fays from the Moon, "Of spending the whole of an afternoon In fishing for fish, To serve on a dish, When you can go birding for birds like that, With feathers upon it Just right for a bonnet, Or theatre hat?

"All fishes are cheap-- E'en those from the deep-- But bonnets come high! That's why 'Stead of fishing for fish, To serve on a dish, We are birding instead For that bird with the wonderful feathery head."

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ALWAYS READY TO TELL.

"When I grow up," observed Walter, "I'm going to be the editor of a newspaper."

"You'll make a good one," put in Sallie, scornfully, "you're such a tattle-tale."

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A POOR RULE THAT WON'T WORK BOTH WAYS.

"Don't you know, Clement," said Clement's mother, "that candy is very bad for your teeth?"

"No, ma'am," replied Clement. "I know that my teeth were bad for the candy, though."

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I'm very fond of pa, I dearly love my ma; But when it comes to making pie, The cook, I think, just takes my eye.

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EARLY-MORNING PERSIFLAGE.

"Johnny, get up!" called his father, the other morning.

"Too cold," called Johnny, in return.

"If you are not up in five minutes I'll come up after you," returned his father.

"All right," said Johnny. "Bring an ice-pick with you."

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A LITTLE MIXED.

"There she is," said Bobbie, pointing to the cruiser.

"She?" retorted Hal. "She ain't a she--she's a he. That boat's a _man_-of-war."

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A COASTER'S CONCLUSION.

The down-hill glide takes my breath away, As over the snow I pop; And that is why, I suppose, I pant When plodding up to the top.

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A REASONABLE DEMAND.

"See here, papa," said Willie, "do you remember how badly you felt because I sent you a comic valentine last year?"

"Yes. What of it?"

"Well, if you want a nice one this year you'll have to double my allowance. I can't afford more 'n a cent on five cents a week."

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NOT WHAT IT WAS CRACKED UP TO BE.

The tumblerful of cracked ice had melted, and little Mabel was peering curiously into the water that was left.

"Zat's verwy funny," she said. "Zat ice was all cwacked, an', now it's melted, ze cwacks is all gone."

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THE SNOW MAN CRACKS A JOKE.

"You look very warm," said the Sun to the Snow-man.

"Why shouldn't I?" retorted the Snow-man. "I've got on my meltin' overcoat."

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JOEY'S PLAN.

This poor little darky he wished to be white. That was all that he wished for--heigho! And he washed his brown face both day and night With snow-- Poor Joe! "Yo' face gits all soapy 'f yo' wash it wiv soap, And dat is de reason, kind sir, dat I hope In usin' dis snow 'twill git snowy," Said Joey. Heigho!

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