Potatose and korn beef and ri flour and other luxuries is hi, and i don't kno, fackt, but they ought tew be. If folks will hanker after sich things, let them pay for them.
I am satisfied—Spring has cum, and bunnits are dog reasonable.
Josh Billings.
XXXVIII.
HARTES.
Sum hartes is trumps.
The little child's harte has a host ov shaddery things in it, fairy ghostesses, in the distanse, without mutch form,—in the fore-ground, tops, and marbles, rag dolls, and sweet whissels; christmas, with the little old esquire in his tights, and frisky span, loaded with wares for a baby market; dreams without enny meaning, little jelosys, little hopes and curious fears,—strange invoice, but life's capital, in which sleep giants and pigmys, happiness and misery.
Life's capital! which can't be increased, but which may aul be lost.