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BY IRVING BACHELLER.

Jack Tot is as big as a baby's thumb, And his belly can hold but a drop and a crumb, And a wee little sailor is he. Heigh ho! A very fine sailor is he.

He made his boat of a cocoanut shell; He sails her at night, and he steers her well With the wing of a bumblebee. Heigh ho! The wing of a bumblebee.

She is rigged with the hair of a lady's curl, And her lantern is made of a gleaming pearl, And it never goes out in a gale. Heigh ho! It never goes out in a gale.

Her mast is made of a very long thorn; She's a bell for the fog, and a cricket's horn, And a spider spun her sail. Heigh ho! A spider he spun her sail.

She carries a cargo of baby souls, And she crosses the terrible Nightmare Shoals, On her way to the Isles of Rest, Heigh ho! The beautiful Isles of Rest.

The Slumber Sea is the sea she sails, While the skipper tells his incredible tales With many a merry jest. Ho! ho! He's fond of a merry jest.

When the little folks yawn they're ready to go, And the skipper is lifting his sail--he ho! In the swell how the little folks nod! Ha! ha! Just see how the little folks nod!

And some have sailed off when the sky was all black. And the poor little sailors have never come back, But have steered for the City of God. Heigh ho! The beautiful City of God.

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SAM GETS HIS SUIT OF SUNDAY CLOTHES.

Sam was a light-skinned darky of middle age, with an ever bright and ready reply for all. He was employed in the street department of the town of D----. One day a gentleman finding him at work tearing up some cobblestones from the street, and desiring to hear one of his witty replies, asked him what he was doing. Sam replied,

"Why, sah, I's er-pullin' up de street; by-and-by I's goin' to pull up de riber."

"Pull up the river! Why, Sam, that's a gigantic job. You'll have to pump and haul many a year before you can accomplish that."

"If youse want ter see me do it, I's willin'."

"Well, Sam, I would like to see how you would go about it; and if you can prove to me that you can finish such a job even within a year, I will treat you to a suit of Sunday clothes."

"Yah, yah, yah!" laughed Sam. "Come 'long, sah, I's'll prove dat shuah!"

And off he started for the river with the gentleman and several other people who had gathered around during the conversation. Reaching the river, Sam piloted the gentleman and the crowd to an old skiff. Jumping into it, he seized the oars and started rowing, shouting as he did so, "Dere, sah! I's er-pullin' up de riber now!"

The gentleman gave in, and Sam got his clothes.

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PAPA. "Why, Dick! Jack! how you quarrel, and all for a little penny!"

DICK. "Yes, papa; but you said the less we quarrel about the better."

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ISAAC NEWTON AND HIS SERVANT.

A good story is told of Isaac Newton. It seems that one day, feeling chilly, he ordered his servant to build a good roaring fire in the grate, and when his orders had been obeyed be drew his chair up and enjoyed the cheerful warmth. In a short while he dropped into deep thought, and became unmindful of the heat of the fire until it grew so intense that he was compelled to notice it. He rang the bell violently for the servant, and when he came, ordered him to move the grate. The servant scratched his head in puzzled silence, and Newton, becoming thoroughly exasperated with the heat and the servant's disobedience, shouted, "Will you move that grate?"

The servant jumped this way and that in terror, and finally coming to his senses, said, "Would it not be better, sir, for you to move your chair?"

"Well! well! well!" said Newton. "Upon my word, I never thought of that."

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TEACHER. "George, what excuse have you for being late?"

GEORGE. "Only a far-fetched one."

TEACHER. "What do you mean?"

GEORGE. "The conductor of the car carried me several blocks past the school."

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PAPA. "I wonder why it is that when we drop a slice of bread it usually falls with the buttered side down?"

HIS LITTLE BOY. "I guess it's for the same reason that when we fall in winter we wonder why the ice freezes with the slippery side up."

End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, January 28, 1896, by Various