Show my cifes new hew piano the deed teed is accomplished my aly v wife ife has got a pano pauo ana and cand now firewell fewell fj to the tranquil mind farewell content and evening pipers and the bi big t cigars that make ambition virtue 0 0 farewell and 0 ye mortal engines whose rude jude j ude throats the immortal joves dread clamors counterfeit but stop I 1 C ant cant bid them farewell for one ono of them basits has jis come it came caine da du a dray six men car ear t ried ltd it luto into the tile parlor and slid it grunted awfully it weighs a it ton toil laines t like a mirror ancl aull ims ins carved cupids cupida lim bing up its legs and such lungs whew my wife ife lias commenced lo 10 pric prie practice tice upon it ond ord ond the first time lime she pilo touched fire the mchane I 1 thought me were in tilo ilia midst of a thu thi thunder luder ilder bloem od the had struck the crockery chest cheat the cat cut with tail erect loch lock a bee line for fora a particular jrie irle friend nd on tho fence demolishing a gix lix pane paril e of glab the imby baby a awoke waki tiie ilie little fellow tried ilis ills best to 1 beat the instrument lut let he do it it beat beai hun bun A teacher has been lutroe introduced info inlo the tilo house ile he pa sa s lie tie is the last of napoleon s grand army ht lie wears a long moustache looks locks st s me fiercely fierce lj smells of garlic and goes gees by the name of count I 1 I 1 u it away a alid nd never corne back gul gui i a bya baand nd by lle lie ran his through lilg ills hair then cocke cocked d his liis eye up ill to the tho like a monkey hunting flies then aown flown canie carne one of his lingers fingers and I 1 i ho lie rd a dreadful sound similar to produced b by y a cockroach upon ilia the tenor string of a fiddle D awn ian came another and I 1 was reminded of ll 11 I 1 0 wind altis liing if through rough I 1 a knothole in a hencoop I 1 ile he touched his thumb and I 1 thought thou glit gilt I 1 was ill in a I 1 I 1 pach p rach ach orchard listening tu to lre ire tile lie bray lug ing 01 now he ru runs its hi lili ning fing rs ahng along tiie tile krys hryb and ad I 1 thought of u boy bov rattling a stick upon a picket fe fence 11 X all of a sudden he stopped and I 1 thought f that something had happ ned then carrle came down kili bo tir til gist fisl and 0 lord such i a 11 noise I 1 never heard before I 1 thought a hurricane had bad struck tila the hoase lions and slid the ilia walls were biving in I 1 imagined I 1 waa was in lit the cellar and a ton toil it A coal falli faili falling tig on oil my head brad I 1 thimi glit alit tha till machine had burst when the lur fur infernal ernal thing stopped e d and I 1 heard it my wife i exquisite what is the maltell mal terl tle tie answer was wh dear dar somnambular haiti thought 1 I and aud the count rolled up the sheet ile he call cali d it music but lut for me rae I 1 cant i make it look like anything eigo elco than a rull rail fence with ith a lot lotof of juvenile negroes climbing ever over it before that instrument of torture into the tho house I 1 could enjoy myself but now every woman in fit the neighborhood inuss must bo be invited to hear the new plino and every iline the blasted tiling thing shrieks bil Eli riek out like a locomotive wali with the bronchitis I 1 lieve to praise its toile tone and when guests are re playing rig tig I 1 lve lave lo 10 sav say delightful 7 heavenly and ail all such trash while at the tho same time 1 know no mor inor about musk thana than a codfish i |