Vincent V. M. Beede, R.T.F.
No. 26.—A Riddle.
I am sometimes a quadruped; still, like a fish, I have scales running all over me. Some say I am foolish and put on airs, but I guess my argument is pretty sound. As an instance, though I own my own home, I live in board. Furthermore, I have the reputation of being square and upright; perhaps too much so, for I am often played upon. My name contradicts itself, and when I am largest I am called a "baby." I am a thing of note, and though extremely bulky, am always peddled. What am I?
Simon Theodore Stern.
No. 27.—A Day Out.
The name of the author of the work mentioned completes the sense.
A Beggar's Opera, Night Thoughts, Ivanhoe set out one day for a Fancy and Imagination. He was thoughtful enough, Alma to starting, to Uncle Tom's Cabin away a lunch of Essays of Elia and Novum Organum and some Scottish Chiefs bought from a The Country Girl. Being a Handy Andy of fishing, he carried also a The Christian Hero, The Soldier's Return tied to a The Cloister and the Hearth. He wore a Rab and his Friends The Faerie Queene and a Elegy in a Country Church-yard Song of a Shirt.
As he was a Hiawatha, he made Tale of a Tub progress, till he stumbled over some Queen Mab The Hunchback, and so got an Pleasures of the Imagination. "Land of Labor and of Gold Cotter's Saturday Night!" he exclaimed, in a Tristram Shandy, Sir Thomas Overbury voice. "It is enough to anger a Rape of the Lock or a The Circassian Bride. But what are The Excursion in curing a Age of Reason?" he asked, with a Deutsche Mythologie smile.