I never saw what actually followed, but we buried Arsène with full military honours.
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MORE LIGHT FROM OUR LEADERS.
By way of a supplement to the Candle-shade epigrams recently contributed by various distinguished men and women of light and leading, we have been fortunate to secure the following sentiments for St. Valentine's Day from several luminaries who were conspicuously absent from the list.
Mr. Harry Lauder, the illustrious comedian, poetizes as follows:—
"Let those wha wull compile the nation's annals, And guide oor thochts in strict historic channels; Ma Muse prefers, far fra these dull morasses, To laud the purrrple heather and the lassies."
Mr. Stevenson, the incomparable cueist, sends this pithy distich:—