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THE THREE WISHES.
“You've saved my life,” the master said,
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THE SPELLING CLASS.-E. P. DYER.
INSCRIBED TO ALL OUR MODEL SPELLERS.
Stand up, ye spellers now and spell
Since spelling matches are the rage,
Diphtheria, Syzygy, and Gauge.
Would make some spellers colicky.
“ IN THE GARRET ARE OUR BOYS."
Here I'm sitting, stitching, darning
Little stockirgs, toes and heels, While above my head the racket
Sounds like distant thunder peals. What on earth can mean this tumult,
Whence comes this distracting noise ?
In the garret are our boys.
Wanting things to go “just so;"
Placing boxes in a row; “Make believe” he's having auction,
Selling worn-out, broken toys, Do you wonder at the clatteri
In the garret are our boys.
Fast is rolling o'er and o'er,
Here and there across the floor.
“ There's your ball, and here mine goes."
"I can beat you if I try it."
“I can strike the hardest blows."
Hammond's joyful, jolly glee!
Better clear the track for me."
Have you ever heard this noise?
Of just three such darling boys.
He's the youngest of the three-
“Take care, brother, don't hit me.”
“Here's my book, and there's my ball."
Mamma, Hammie made me fall."
Pants and jackets quite a sight;
If they cover hearts all right?
E'er disturb my sweetest joys,
For the welfare of our boys?
And the broad world is their field;
Its first place is forced to yield;
Will these days be reckoned joys?
“In the garret are our boys ?”
HOW “RUBY” PLAYED. Jud Brownin, when visiting New York, goes to hear Rubinstein, and gives the following description of his playing:
Well, sir, he had the blamedest, biggest, catty-cornedest pianner you ever laid eyes on; somethin' like a distracted billiard table on three legs. The lid was hoisted, and mighty well it was. If it hadn't been he'd a tore the entire inside clean out, and scattered 'em to the four winds of heaven.
Played well ? You bet he did; but don't interrupt me. When he first sit down, he 'peared to keer mighty little 'bout playin', and wisht he hadn't come. He tweedle-leeded a little on the treble, and twoodle-oodled some on the basejust foolin' and boxin' the thing's jaws for bein’in his way. And I says to a man settin' next to me, says I : “ What sort of fool playin' is that ?" And he says, “ Heish !" But presently his hands commenced chasin' one another up and down the keys, like a passel of rats scamperin' through a garret very swift. Parts of it was sweet, though, and reminded me of a sugar squirrel turnin' the wheel of a candy cage.
“Now," I says to my neighbor, “he's showin' off. He thinks he's a-doin' of it, but he ain't got no idee, no plan of nothin'. If he'd play me a tune of some kind or other l’d--"
But my neighbor says “ Heish !" very impatient.
I was just about to git up and go home, bein' tired of that foolishness, when I heard a little bird waking up away off in the woods, and call sleepy-like to his mate, and I looked up and see that Rubin was beginning to take some interest in his business, and I sit down again. It was the peep of day. The light came faint from the east, the breezes blowed gentle and fresh, some more birds waked up in the orchard, then some more in the trees near the house, and all begun singin' together. People began to stir, and the gal opened the shutters. Just then the first beam of the sun fell upon the blossoms a leetle more, and it techt the roses on the bushes, and the next thing it was broad day; the sun fairly blazed, the birds sung like they'd split their little throats; all the leaves was movin', and flashin' diamonds of dew, and the whole wide world was bright and happy as a king. Seemed to me like there was a good breakfast in every house in the land, and not a sick child or woman anywhere. It was a fire mornin'.
And I says to my neighbor: “That's music, that is.”
Presently the wind turned; it begun to thicken up, and a kind of gray mist came over things; I got low-spirited directly. Then a silver rain begun to fall. I could see the crops touch the ground; some flashed up like long pearl ear-rings, and the rest rolled away like round rubies. It