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Pluresy

We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes. But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of mouse should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse, or a whole set of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of a foot and you show me your feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?

If one is a tooth, but a whole set are teeth, Why should not the plural of booth be called beeth? Then, one :nay be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would not be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, and not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But tho we say Mother, we never say Methren. The masculine pronouns are he, his, and him, But imagine the feminine she, shis, and shim. So English, I fancy you all will agree, Is the funniest language you ever did see.

(Good Housekeeping.)

Frcrncis Bcrcon Said:

"Whereas I believed myself born for the service of mankind, and reckoned the care of the conunon weal to be among those duties that are of right open to all alike even as the waters and the air, I, therefore, asked myself what could most advantage mankind, and for the performance of what tasks I seemed to be shaped by nature. But, when I searched, I found no,work so meritorious as the discovery and development of the arts and inventions that tend to civilize the life of man."

Sonnet

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways: f love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace, I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight; f love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use fn my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. f love thee with a love f seemed to lose With my lost saints; I love thee with the breath Smiles, tears, of all my life ! and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

-Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

Trevelycrn on Mcrcculey

"While he (Macauley) had a volume in his hands he never could be without a quaint companion to laugh with or at; an adversary to stimulate his combativeness; a counsellor to suggest wise or lofty thoughts; and a friend with whom to share them."

The Lczy Rooster

"Come Sunday," announced Uncle Mose, "we eats dat no-count, lazv young roostah ! No use t'keep a animile whuts dat lazy ! Why dat roostah is so plumb lazy he ain't nevah crowed in his whole life ! Nosuh, he ain't nevah crowed I He jus' waits fo some othah roostah t'crow, and den he jus' nods his haid !"

Insult to Iniury

MacPherson was strolling down the street when he noticed what he thought was the familiar figure of a friend. Quickening his steps he came up to the man and slapped him on the back. To his amazement and confusion he then saw that he had swatted an utter stranger.

"Oh, f beg your pardon," he said apologetically, "I thought you were an old friend of mine, Mackintosh by name."

The stranger recovered his wind and replied with considerable heat:

"And supposing I were Mackintosh, do you have to hit me so hard?"

Retorted MacPherson:

"And what do you care how hard I hit Mackintosh?"

-(Capper's Weekly.) Mcrn

A man's life is full of crosses and temptations.' ff he's in politics, it's for pie; if he's out of politics he's no good for his country. if he he's

He comes into this world without his consent; goes out again against his will, and the trip between the two is exceedingly rocky.

When he is little the big girls kiss him, and when he is big the little girls kiss him.

If he shows affection he's a soft specimen; if he seems to care for no one. he's cold-blooded.

If he's poor he's a bad manager; if he's rich, he's dishonest.

If he needs credit he can't get it; if he's prosperous everyone wants to do him a favor.

If he doesn't give to charity he's a stingy cuss; does, it's for show.

If he's actively religous he's a hypocrite; if not a hardened sinner.

If he dies young, he had a great future; if he lives to be old, he missed his calling.

The road is rocky, but man loves to travel it.-