***This Correspondence must now cease. This is the second time we've said this.—Ed.
L'ART D'ÊTRE GRAND-PÈRE.
Daughter and Mamma. "Papa, dear, Baby wants to play with your new Microscope. May he have it?"
Grandpapa (deep in differential and integral calculus). "My new Microscope? Oh, yes, of course, dear! But he must mind and be very careful with it!"
A TOUCHING APPEAL.
Air—"The Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò."
In the Kingdom of the Yellow,
Where names end in ing and oo,
With a phiz like saffron wood,
Lived proud Younghy-Bung-Boo-Hoo.
He was a thrasonic fellow;
But when smitten he would bellow.
Potted puppies were his food,
Pickled mice he thought ate good.
Boss of a big neighbourhood
Was proud Younghy-Bung-Boo-Hoo.