Shanghai and Chittagong may have their day,
And even Brahma-pootra fade away;

But thou shalt live, immortal Polack, thou,
Though Russia's eagle clips thy pinions now,
To flap thy wings and crow with all thy soul,
When Freedom spreads her light from Pole to Pole.
FREDERICK SWARTOUT Cozzens.

When with tobacco juice 'twas tainted They had that front piazza paintedThat tainted

Piazza painted.

Algernon called that night, perchance Arrayed in comely sealskin pants — That night perchance

In gorgeous pants;

Engaging Ethel in a chat

On that piazza down he sat

In chat

They sat.

And when an hour or two had pass'd He tried to rise, but oh! stuck fast —

At last

Stuck fast!

Fair Ethel shrieked "It is the paint!

And fainted in a deadly faint

This saint

Did faint.

Algernon sits there till this day –
He cannot tear himself away —

Away?

Nay, nay!

His pants are firm, the paint is dry –

He's nothing else to do but die

To die!

O my!

ANONYMOUS.

Kiss in the Rain.

NE stormy morn I chanced to meet

ONE

A lassie in the town;

Her locks were like the ripened wheat,

Her laughing eyes were brown.
I watched her as she tripped along
Till madness filled my brain,

And then- and then - I know 'twas wrong

I kissed her in the rain!

With rain-drops shining on her cheek,

Like dew-drops on a rose,

The little lassie strove to speak

My boldness to oppose;

She strove in vain, and quivering

Her fingers stole in mine;

And then the birds began to sing,

The sun began to shine.

Oh, let the clouds grow dark above,
My heart is light below;

'Tis always summer when we love,
However winds may blow;

And I'm as proud as any prince,

All honors I disdain:

She says I am her rain beau since

I kissed her in the rain.

SAMUEL MINTURN PECK.