Love, thou'rt like yet unlike mutton,
Likewise beef, and veal, and lamb.
Do not answer that the glutton
I bespeak me that I am.
They in price, year after year, are
Rising, thou must needs allow;
Butcher's meat grows ever dearer:
So, and yet not so, dost thou.
For although my annual payment
To my butcher waxeth still,
Less and less each time for raiment,
Wanes thy linendraper's bill.
Thus by thrift expense thou meetest;
Whence thy wisdom doth appear:
Also, that I find thee, sweetest,
Cheaper still and still more dear.
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ÆSTHETICS OF DRESS.--_Customer_ (_he has been bidden to a wedding, and
can't make up his mind in the matter of trouser patterns, but at last
says_). "O, there! that'll do, I sh'd think!" _Tailor._ "Pardon me, sir;
if you are going to be 'best man,' the shade is hardly tender enough!"
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[Illustration: TURTLE-DOVETAILING
["The latest development of phrenological enterprise is the
establishment of a phrenological matrimonial bureau, to secure the
introduction of persons desiring to be married to partners with suitable
or harmonious phrenological endowments."--_Daily Paper._]
_Miss Evergreen_ (_who has been introduced to Mr. Slowboy_). "Well, it
may be a lovely head, but ain't he got a big bump of _cautiousness_!"]
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