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Show uu ! .Rippling Rtiymes ' By WP. r (tia&OrJ. INTERRUPTIONS. I have a hundred tasks in mine, a hundred useful chores; I t have tne eight-day clock to wind, the cat to chase outdoors. I'm planting rhuharo, that our pies you'll praiao in glowing terms; and soon I'll have to swat the files and boll uncountod germs. And I so it makes me tired and sad when some ono takes my time, to boost some patent liver pad that retails for a dime. Oh, when the agent comes along (you know how 'tis yourselves:) arid springs his old accustomed song concerning six-foot shelves, and when I see him from his grip his large prospectus pros-pectus draw, the cup of sorrow then I sip thore ought to be a law. For I have piany things to do; I have to fix my lyre, and patch up tho defective flue that spoils the kitchen fire. I have to prime the- cistern pump, and mako tho mower run; however briskly I may hump,I never will get dono. And so it makes mo tired and sick whon I am asked to pause, and listen to some windy hick there ought to be nine laws! oo |