MEN OF LETTERS
A budding author something new
Submitting, signed himself X Q.
The editor the essay read,
And begged he might be X Q Z!
PUZZLES ON THE PAVEMENT
An angry street arab, who seems to have caught the infection of our letter puzzles, was heard recently to call out to a gutter-snipe, “You are a fifty-one ar!” (LIAR.)
PHONETIC ANSWERS
Why may you pick an artist’s pocket?—Because he has pictures.
What is the solace for a mind deprest?—Deep rest.
A FLIGHT OF FANCY
There was a man from Yankeeland
Who round a walnut tree
Did run so fast—that lissome man—
His own back he could see!