TOLSTOI knew a man who said
He cut off a woman's head;
But, when half the deed was done.
Lo, the murderer's courage gone!
And he finished, 'tis no joke,
Only by the aid of smoke.
TOLSTOI asks us, when do boys
First essay Nicotian joys?
And he answers, quite aghast,
When their innocence is past.
Gamblers smoke, and then again
Smoking pleases the insane.
TOLSTOI, when he writes this stuff,
Swears he's serious enough;
Lately Marriage earned his sneers;
At Tobacco now he jeers;
Proving that, without the weed,
Some folks may be mad indeed.
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[Illustration: THE SERENADE; OR, OVER THE GARDEN WALL.
(_Latest Transatlantic Version._)]
"Replying to Sir JOHN MACDONALD's manifesto, Mr. MERCIER said
it was ridiculous to say that reciprocity was veiled treason,
and meant annexation to the United States."--_Times' Montreal
Correspondent_.
_Uncle Sam (twangling his patent Reciprocity Banjo) sings_:--
Oh, my love my passion can hear--and see,
Over the garden wall;
She is sighing, and casting sheeps' eyes at me,
Over the garden wall:
Miss CANADA muses; look at her there!
My wooing and BULL's she is bound to compare,
And she pretty soon will to join me prepare,
Over the Garden Wall!
_Chorus_ (_pianissimo_).
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