But manhood, mother wit, and selfless zeal,
Speech clear as light, and courage true as steel
Must win the many. Honest soul and brave,
The greatest drop their garlands on your grave!

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'LOOK HERE, UPON THIS PICTURE AND ON THIS!'

(_THE HAYMARKET HAMLET AS HE IS AND OUGHT TO BE._)

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_Mr. H. Kemble_. "My dear Tree, _I_ ought to have played _Hamlet_.
First, my name--Kemble. Secondly, Shakspeare's authority--'Oh, that
this too too solid flesh would melt,' and again, 'Fat and scant of
breath'!"

_Mr. B. Tree_. "All right, my dear Kemble. Quite true what you say;
and, any night I am unable to play, you shall be my double!"

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WHIPPED IN VAIN.

(_BY AN M.P. OF A RETIRING NATURE._)

The Whip, he writes to me to-day,
Not, as his wont, in tones pacific,
But in the very strongest way,