The timid, tall Camelopard is like my better half.

I cherish him in high regard, and have a hearty laugh
In walking round his little yard, and listening to his chaff:-
Yet some desire to have me barred from sketching the Giraffe!

Well, here is my reply to those who at my drawings rage:-
I beg that you will note the various creatures on this page!
Of course, I've only made a few, and dashed them off, at that,
But still, they show what I can do, and knock your theories flat!
GUY WETMORE CARRYL.

A FABLE

Virtue Has Its Own Reward

A poor young man fell in love with the daughter of a rich lady, who kept a candy shop. The poor young man could not marry the rich candy lady's daughter because he had not enough money to buy any furni

ture.

A wicked man offered to give the young man twenty-five dollars if he would become a drunkard. The young man wanted the money very much, so

he could marry the rich candy lady's daughter, but when he got to the saloon he turned to the wicked man and said: "I will not become a drunkard, even for great riches. Get thee behind me, Satan."

On his way home he found a pocketbook containing a million dollars in gold; then the young lady consented to marry him. They had a beautiful wedding and the next day they had twins. Thus, you see that "virtue has its own reward."

A perfectly good fable, by a good child.

RHYMES OF THE BOOGIN CLUB

How very sad it is to think
Our poor benighted brother
Should have his head upon one end

His feet upon the other!

Another one!

THE COMICAL GIRL

There was a child, as I have been told,
Who when she was young didn't look very old.
Another thing, too, some people have said,
At the top of her body there grew out a head;
And what perhaps might make some people stare
Her little bald pate was all covered with hair.
Another strange thing which made gossipers talk,
Was that she often attempted to walk.

And then, do you know, she occasioned much fun
By moving so fast as sometimes to run.
Nay, indeed, I have heard that some people say
She often would smile and often would play.
And what is a fact, though it seems very odd,
She had monstrous dislike to the feel of a rod.
This strange little child sometimes hungry would be

And then she delighted her victuals to see.

Even drink she would swallow, and though strange it appears

Whenever she listened it was with her ears.

With her eyes she could see, and strange to relate
Her peepers were placed in front of her pate.
There, too, was her mouth and also her nose,
And on her two feet were placed her ten toes.
Her teeth, I've been told, were fixed in her gums,
And beside having fingers she also had thumbs.
A droll child she therefore most surely must be,
For not being blind she was able to see.
One circumstance more had slipped from my mind
Which is when not cross she always was kind.
And, strangest of any that yet I have said,
She every night went to sleep on her bed.
And, what may occasion you no small surprise,
When napping, she always shut close up her eyes.

M. PELHAM.