Whist! Mark!
The Rigiment's flatthered to own ye, me spark!"




THE BEECHER BEACHED

BY JOHN B. TABB


Were Harriet Beecher well aware
Of what was done in Delaware,
Of that unwholesome smell aware,

She'd make all heaven and hell aware,
And ask John Brown to tell her where
Henceforth she best might sell her ware.




OUR BEST SOCIETY

BY GEORGE WILLIAM CURTIS


If gilt were only gold, or sugar-candy common sense, what a fine thing
our society would be! If to lavish money upon _objets de vertu_, to wear
the most costly dresses, and always to have them cut in the height of