Sheepish slink,
Skates on unaccustomed toe
Strangely clink,
Hot and thirsty he will grow,
Long for drink;
All around amusement show,
Laugh and wink,
But they look as black as crow,
Or as ink,
If he fall against them. Oh,
In a twink
On the floor, not soft but low,
See him sink!
Whilst he murmurs gently, "Blow
This old rink!"

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LOGICAL AND ENGINE-IOUS.--Why object (though we do) to Advertisements
of all sorts along our Railway lines? Surely, wherever the Locomotive
goes, there is the very place for puffing.

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[Illustration: BOGEY OR BENEFACTOR?

L.C.C. "HA, HA! YOU MUST LEARN TO LOVE ME!"]

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