To take a Corn out of the Toe.—Take a black snail, roast it in a white cloth, and when it is roasted, lay it hot to the corn, and it will take it away.
Before death this is a sign, if the tears run down of a man's right eye, and a woman's left eye.
ADVERTISEMENT EXTRAORDINARY.
THE WORSHIPFUL COMPANY OF WISEACRES, having for nearly two centuries, by the aid of Francis Moore, Richard Partridge, Poor Robin, and Co., done great service to the community, particularly to the agricultural portion thereof (by their seasonable directions for getting in the harvest, &c.), and occasioned great delight and satisfaction to all the old women of the empire; and having, moreover, employed the most diligent endeavours to cause good sense and universal intelligence to remain, as the said Company's craft and mystery do clearly indicate they should remain—Stationary:—for all these reasons, the said Worshipful Company do take great credit to themselves for the improvements in their business and calling, which other folks have originated; and confidently expect the public will, as in times past, always deal at their shop, and give them full credit for all the wonderful wonders which they promise henceforth to perform.
(By order of the Court)
GEORGE GREENHORN, Secretary.
| JULY. | [1835. | ||
|---|---|---|---|
| In this month, follow my advice, | |||
| Never to slide upon the ice; | |||
| But if you should be tired of waiting, | |||
| Why, next month, you may go a-skating. | |||
| M | Season's | Odd Matters. | WEATHER. |
| D | Signs. | ||
| 1 | What | ||
| Take note | |||
| 2 | shall | VAUXHALL. | |
| ☽ △ ♓ | |||
| 3 | I do | "Dear Jane, will you go to Vauxhall | |
| We want just to make up a dozen; | that, I do | ||
| 4 | to get | Papa will stand treat for us all, | |
| And, be sure, give a hint to your cousin. | |||
| 5 | through | ♊ ☉ ♄ ♂ △ | |
| There's something so charming about him, | |||
| 6 | my task | (I've got a new bonnet and shawl)— | predict |
| I should be quite unhappy without him, | |||
| 7 | let me | And careless of even Vauxhall. | that you may |
| 8 | ask | My confession you'll never betray, | |
| For I'm sure you can manage it all; | ☽ ♓ ♑ | ||
| 9 | I try | When you ask him, don't tell what I say, | |
| But speak of the charms of Vauxhall. | reasonably | ||
| 10 | again | ||
| You can talk of the songs and the singers, | look for the | ||
| 11 | but | The orchestra, ballet, and ball; | |
| I shall think that time spitefully lingers | |||
| 12 | in vain | Till when we all meet at Vauxhall. | ♍ ☉ ⚹ ♍ |
| 13 | ah! | Say, there's Simpson the brave, who commanded | weather |
| Our troops in the year forty-five; | |||
| 14 | you | Who killed Count de Grasse single-handed, | |
| And took the French army alive. | ♄ ♃ ♂ ☉ ⚹ | ||
| 15 | say | ||
| And remember the lamps,—how they're clustered, | being much | ||
| 16 | try | By thousands and thousands of dozens; | |
| And then the dark walks—how I'm fluster'd | warmer | ||
| 17 | away | To think of your dearest of cousins! | |
| 18 | it's all | You can talk of the fireworks so gay, | ☉ ☽ ⚹ |
| And just mention the ham and the chicken— | |||
| 19 | my | We'll contrive to get out of the way, | than |
| While papa makes an end of his picking. | |||
| 20 | eye | in January; | |
| I should grieve to think drinking could charm him— | |||
| 21 | and | But ere all my project should fall, | |
| If nothing in nature can warm him, | ♀♄☉ | ||
| 22 | Betty | Then speak of the punch at Vauxhall. | |
| nor do I | |||
| 23 | Martin | If all that you say don't avail, | |
| I must die with vexation and anguish; | think | ||
| 24 | that's | But I'm sure that your friendship wont fail | |
| Your affectionate | there is great | ||
| 25 | for | ||
| Lydia Languish." | |||
| 26 | sartin | ||
| △ ♓ | |||
| 27 | why | ||
| likelihood | |||
| 28 | it's | ||
| 29 | done! | ♄ △ ♃ ♂ ☉ | |
| 30 | what | of frost or | |
| 31 | fun! | snow. | |
JULY.
