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Consuming all his time, and strength away,
4. In a wet season-he would skip about,
Placing his buckets under ev'ry spout ;
5. Then he would wade through ev'ry dirty spot,
Where any little moisture could be got;
6. If some poor neighbor crav’d to slake his thirst,
“ What !-rob my pond ! I'll see the rogue hang’d first :
7. The Sun still found him, as he rose or set,
Always in quest of matters that were wet:
8. With drains, and troughs, and pipes, and cuts, and sluices,
From growing plants he drain'd the very juices;
By some conveyance, or another, still
9. Sometimes when forc'd to quit his awkward toil,
And-sore against his will—to rest awhile;
10.“ First for myself—my daily charges here
Cost a prodigious quantity a year:
11. “Not but I could be well enough content
With what, upon my own account, is spent;
12. Nay, how can one imagine it should thrive,
So many creatures as it keeps alive!
nook and corner, marry !
13. This life he led for many a year together :
Grew old, and gray, in watching of his weather;
14. What think ye now from this imperfect sketch,
My friends, of such a miserable wretch ?-
such a fool:
Mr. POTIPHARS COMPLAINT,Tus POTIPHAR PAPERS.
1. One day Polly said to me:
“Why, every body is building above, and there are actually shops in the next street. Singe, the pastry cook, has hired Mrs. Croesus's old house."
2. “I know it. Old Croesus told me so some time ago; and he said how sorry he was to go. “Why, Potiphar,' said he, “I really hoped when I built there, that I should stay, and not go out of the house, finally, until I went into no other.
3. I have lived there long enough to love the place, and have some associations with it; and my family have grown up in it, and love the old house too. It was our home.
4. When any of us said 'home,' we meant not the family only, but the house in which the family lived, where the children were all born, and where two have died, and my ther, too. I'm in a new house now, and have lost my reckoning entirely. I don't know the house; I've no associations with it. 5. The house is new, the furniture is new, and my feelings
It's a farce for me to begin again, in this way. But my wife
says it's all right, that every body does it, and wants to know how it can be helped ; and as I dont want to argue the matter, I look amen.' That's the way Mr. Croesus submits to his new house. Mrs. Potiphar.”
6. “I'm ashamed of you, Potiphar. Do you pretend to be an American, and not give way willingly to the march of improvement? You had better talk with Mr. Cream Cheese upon the 'genius of the country.'
7. You are really unpatriotic, you show nothing of the enterprising spirit of your time.” “ Yes," I answer. “That's pretty from you; you are patriotic, are n't
your liveries and illimitable expenses, and your low bows to money, and your immense intimacy with all lords and ladies that honor the city by visiting it. You are prodigiously patriotic with
your insane imitations of a splendor impossible to you in the nature of things. You are the ideal American woman, aren't you, Mrs. Potiphar."
8. Then I run, for I'm afraid of myself, as much as of her. I am sick of this universal plea of patriotism. It is used to excuse all the follies that outrage it. I am not patriotic if I don't do this and that, which, if done, is a ludicrous caricature of something foreign. I am not up to the time, if I persist in having my own comfort in my own way.
9. I try to resist the irresistible march of improvement, if I decline to build a great house ; which, when it is built, is a puny copy of a bad model. I am very unpatriotic, if I am not trying to outspend foreign noblemen, and if I don't affect, without education, or taste, or habit, what is only beautiful, when it is only the result of the three.
THE TRUMPETER. Mrs. ROBINSON. 1. It was in the days of a gay British king,
(In the old-fashion'd custom of merry-making,)
While they sang and carous'd one and all :
While they sat in the banqueting-hall.
And vaunted, till vaunting was black in the face;
And, like braggarts, they bragg’d one and all !
As they sat in the banqueting-hall.