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    And I says, apostrophisin'
    That uncommon woful wreck:
    "Your position's so surprisin'
    That I tremble for your neck!"

    Then that ruin, smilin' sadly
    And impressive, up and spoke:
    "Well, I wouldn't tremble badly,
    For it's been a fortnight broke."

    Then, for further comprehension
    Of his attitude, he begs
    I will focus my attention
    On his various arms and legs --

    How they all are contumacious;
    Where they each, respective, lie;
    How one trotter proves ungracious,
    T'other one an alibi.

    These particulars is mentioned
    For to show his dismal state,
    Which I wasn't first intentioned
    To specifical relate.

    None is worser to be dreaded
    That I ever have heard tell
    Than the gent's who there was spreaded
    In that elevator-well.

    Now this tale is allegoric --
    It is figurative all,
    For the well is metaphoric
    And the feller didn't fall.

    I opine it isn't moral
    For a writer-man to cheat,
    And despise to wear a laurel
    As was gotten by deceit.

    For 'tis Politics intended
    By the elevator, mind,
    It will boost a person splendid
    If his talent is the kind.

    Col. Bryan had the talent
    (For the busted man is him)
    And it shot him up right gallant
    Till his head begun to swim.

    Then the rope it broke above him
    And he painful come to earth
    Where there's nobody to love him
    For his detrimented worth.

    Though he's livin' none would know him,
    Or at leastwise not as such.
    Moral of this woful poem:
    Frequent oil your safety-clutch.
    Porfer Poog
    SAINT, n. A dead sinner revised and edited. The Duchess of Orleans relates that the irreverent old calumniator, Marshal Villeroi, who in his youth had known St. Francis de Sales, said, on hearing him called saint: "I am delighted to hear that Monsieur de Sales is a saint. He was fond of saying indelicate things, and used to cheat at cards. In other respects he was a perfect gentleman, though a fool."

    SALACITY, n. A certain literary quality frequently observed in popular novels, especially in those written by women and young girls, who give it another name and think that in introducing it they are occupying a neglected field of letters and reaping an overlooked harvest. If they have the misfortune to live long enough they are tormented with a desire to burn their sheaves.

    SALAMANDER, n. Originally a reptile inhabiting fire; later, an anthropomorphous immortal, but still a pyrophile. Salamanders are now believed to be extinct, the last one of which we have an account having been seen in Carcassonne by the Abbe Belloc, who exorcised it with a bucket of holy water.

    SARCOPHAGUS, n. Among the Greeks a coffin which being made of a certain kind of carnivorous stone, had the peculiar
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