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42 167 Trapping a Bear. 1 And here you see tim on the road, bis plan to execute 2 His waggon near a great big hole, he carefully has pitched 8 From out the hole there came a roar, and then the bear as well 4 And then the door fell with a slam, and Mr B. was trapped 6 The showman joyfully returns the same way that he came The Critic and the Ottoman. 1 The critic stood staring the man in the face 2 Absorbed in the pictuie he hastily drew a pace or two backward 3 The dints and the creases he tried to take out 4 But what of the picture and artist he said was not to their credit, you’re STM An Awkward Situation. 1 And made the beast so angry that he wou_d some harm have done 2 But retribution waited for the fellow close at hand 3 And so as martial law directs he drew up on the right 4 The ofidcer had seen how he the beast did irritate 6 The goat had got together all the power that in him lay The Recruits and the Sergeant. 1 “ A sixpence at your feet there lies ; may I just pick it up ” 2 And while they right before them stare, he stoops the coin to seize 3 “ Now what have you to laugh about ? ” says he more angry grown Kindness Misplaced. 1 “ Please, sir, will you ring me the bell overhead ” 2 He left the old fellow his story to tell Over Polite. 1 They both were out walking one fine summer’s day 2 While thus on politeness they were so intent 3 For into the ditch close behind they both fell 4 The youngsters were nearly squashed flat, you can see The Pug and the Sweep. 1 And so he came with muzzle black as soot, creeping behind and bit the fellow’s foot 2 To be revenged was now poor sooty’s aim, but pug—as if he knew bis little game 3 And then in memory of the damaged foot, his nose was thrust deep in the bowl of soot 4 When Mr Png at last got his release, for some long time he could do nought but sneeze 6 And then within her loving, fond embrace, she suffered him to slobber o’er her face 6 And then and there within her glass was shown, a face she hardly felt could bo her own 7 She thrashed him so, he could not help but keep in everlasting horror of a sweep Too much Help. 1 And being a really benevolent man, he said, “ I will give him a lift if I can 2 And so, ere the boy of the fact was aware, the kindly old fellow was taking a share 3 A crash was now heard and a stream seen to flow, which very soon covered the pavement below 4 And so the old gentleman took out his purse, quite thankful to think that mattera no worse