Mamma. Why, I saw you eating a sponge-cake a minute ago!
Maggie. O—that was baby's!
A Scientific Nursery Definition.—Little Algy Muffin. What's the meaning of bric-à-brac, that mamma was talking about to Colonel Crumpet?
Little Chris Crumpet. Those things we mustn't play bricks with, a-fear we'll break them.
Poetry for Schoolboys.—Little Tommy Tender, who received a flogging the week before his holidays, says his feelings were the contrary of those felt by the poet, when he penned the touching line—
"My grief lies onward, and my joy behind."