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A BAYARD FROM BENGAL

The Bulbul had no sooner finished her song than the Bullfrog began to make profuse apologies for having left his music at home.


To a Butterscotch Machine the Penny and the Tin Disc are alike.

Note.—Surely not if an official is looking on!—H. B. J.


"My dears," said the Converted Cannibal reverently to his Wife and Family, as they sat down to their Baked Missionary, "do not let us omit to ask a blessing!"


There is but one Singer whom it is futile to encore—and that is a Dying Swan.


"I am doing a series of 'Notable Nests' for 'Sylvan Society,' said the insinuating Serpent, on finding the Ringdove at home, "and I should so much like to include you." You are very kind," said the Ringdove, in a flutter, "but I can assure you that there is no more