Then, onward stealing, fiercely spring
Upon the futile, faithless thing.
Now, wheeling round with bootless skill,
Thy bo-peep tail provokes thee still,
As oft beyond thy curving side
Its jetty tip is seen to glide.
Whence hast thou, then, thou witless puss,
The magic power to charm us thus?
Is it that in thy glaring eye,
And rapid movements we descry--
While we at ease, secure from ill,
The chimney corner snugly fill.
[Illustration]
[Illustration: Q]
Quinces when ripe,
Have an excellent flavor.
[Illustration: R]
The Rose when presented,
Is a sign of favor.
[Illustration: S]
Strawberries in dish,
With sugar and cream.
[Illustration: T]
Tomatoes as fine
As ever were seen.
[Illustration]
JACK.
The name of the bear is _Jack_. I fetched
him from the West India Import Dock
on the 5th of November, 1870. He was running
about with another bear on board ship,
but the job was to catch him. After many
attempts we at last put a strong collar round
his neck, to which was attached a long chain,
and then we got him into a large barrel and
fastened the head on with hoop-iron, lowered
him over the side of the vessel into a
boat, and then pulled to the quay, and hauled
him up into a cart.
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