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Show iju if i ' ' Rippling j Rhymes By WALT MASON. L J THE MAGAZINES. I v ein to buy some magazines, as any sane man would; the merchant showed a can of beans, and said 'twas just as good. "There are no magazines, maga-zines, ' he said, "a strike made them suspend; but here's a loaf of graham bread will do as well, my frit nd You've not enough of picayunes to buy a single inag, but we have codfish, cod-fish, cheese ..nd prunes, and onions In a bag." Alas, there are no substitutes substi-tutes for magazines, indeed; I would not give a dozen hoots lor life, with naught io read When magazines are on the stands appealing to my purse, 1 pav. them o'er with idle hands, and say they're getting worse But when there art' no magazines my nights are flat and gray; I yawn and think of soup tureens until 1 seek thetmy I mis; the erripping. vital tale that used to freeze my blood; and checkers are of no avail, and life's one ghastly thud I miss ihe high, uplifting screed, Which tells how on" may rise, though down and out, and gone to seed, and gain a gorgeous prize. An evening eve-ning without readinu means an ee-ning ee-ning grim and blue, and so I've missed ihe magazines no substitutes would do. nn |