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Show -ft 6TACE FRIGHTS. I. "For men mar come and men may jo, hut I on forever." Boianir the noet of the' brook; 'twas far from hit ucsltrn. I)ut 1 have a dr-op Impression that a better maxim never Could Ijh round for certain persons in tho litslrlnnlo lloo. I.lko the Rrltljr shadoof IUnquothcy ublqult-mint? ublqult-mint? pop In On those fcitlrnl occasions when I fill a parquet par-quet ohalr At the teething- melodrama or nonchalantly drop In At a VHUdovllta performance for tho latest cotnlo air. II. Tlmo trln In vain to wither and custom cannot can-not stale Vtn, Unmoved alike br satire and tho classlo orltlo'a sneer. With a beautirul assurance that neror seems to fall 'em Tbtr tilosrom like the pansics In the Bprlnir-time Bprlnir-time of each rear. Bpeaklnir mildly, thpjr fstlffue mo and Inspire me with a languor. Or, expressing- It less obastelr, mako mo tired as lcn be. And I'm really forcd to speak of, mora In sorrow than In aniror. Tiro all pervading- features that are harrowing harrow-ing to inc. Tit. A gay anulirctleful maiden la Miss Talbot Frluo McChester. Who perform" unique gyrations to a tune by Myi r I.utz. Wlilla shn ffnrtilfs with the softness of a vigorous vig-orous Nnr'wcstov, And tangles up her back hair nlth tho buttons but-tons on bor boots. Woaro Henry, Miss M Chester, of your sklrt-lct sklrt-lct and your prnnclnir. On ynurnllnpntliloprvscncowo nro now In- f lined to froim, fancy youM do bt tier with your accent dim yniirilnnclnir At the ll'limplro orHhe H'Oxford of your bloouilu' Lunnon toirn. IV. Two lonir acknnnlodgcd artists In tho humorous humor-ous depletion Of tho natives of the Orcon Islo aro tho Iliothrrs Skllibcrcoii, Dearest ruHdor. I bavn heard tbem. I bavo suffered that nflllcllon, And tirlloro m wbcn I tell you tboy'ro tbo worst I'vo over seen. Tla their sonir that makes mowrary, steels my hourt nnd makes mo chilly, Caueo me to fumo and tn titter till my manly man-ly bosom bhoIIs, Wlion they slnir about their 8 illy, softly war Mo of their Nelly, Telling liow they li.ro lo moot thorn In the scented moonlit uclls. |