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180 60 Honesty Rewarded. 1 And not being blind be saw the same, as it at full length lay 5 The parcel in the roadway lay, and he approached with care 3 With open mouth and staring eyes, she viewed the welcome sight 4 He dragged behind a simple truck, containing milkcans twain 6 But scarcely had he turned his back, than up two rascals ran 6 Each seized a can and raised it high, and from it deep draughts drew 7 Had seized the handle of the truck, and scampered down the hill 8 So in a ditch the truck was run, and thus to grief was brought 9 There ne’er was such a mixed-up lot, I warrant ever known 10 That soon he had the lot unmixed, and standing in a row The Fatal Sausage Machine. 1 A gentleman of scientific turn, TiiO wonder of his friends desired to earn 2 While from the little aperture below The finished sausage socsn begins to flow 3 And while they wait, they chat with interest keen, Upon the merits of the new machine 4 That when the three at last chance to look round, Their friend half through the sausage mill is found 5 They rush with eager steps to extricate— Too late, alas!—their friend from his sad fate; 6 Their senses seem to have quite flown away, Or surely they’d have tried the works to stay 7 ’Twould puzzle me their misery to paint, But mercifully all the three now faint The Wonderful Telescope, 1 The longer—of^eourse—he kept on it his gaze, Tne larger the thing seemed to grow 2 His head imperceptibly backward he drew, When he ought to have turned round instead 8 Its movements so grrceful he notes as it flies, Till his balance he lo.st, as you see 4 Eusbed forwa d before he had fcarce tiire to sink, With a boat-hook, and fished the man out Tabbie and the Paint-Pot. 1 He*6 bit upon a little plan the household cat to vex 2 And so poor pussy’s tail he dips, with movement not too quick 3 And Mr. Manikin be steals away just as he came 4 In sore perplexity she felt, and pawed it o’er and o’er 5 And then she tried how it would taste, it almost turned her sick 6 While thus engaged, the little elf again comes on the scene 7 She down upon him like a shot precipitates herself 8 You could not, from his brow to chhi, a paintless spot hare picked