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But, as a matter of fact, that uniform and lifeless desert of the popular fancy exists only in those sister arts that George II. good, practical man so heartily despised, 'boetry and bainting. The desert of real life, though less impressive, is far more varied. It has its ups and downs, its hills and valleys. It has its sandy plains and its rocky ridges.

Idt's jeaper to stay in pedt sometimes as to geep a fire a-goin' all the time. Don't wandt to gome too hardt on the 'brafer Mann', you know: "Braver Mann, er schafft mir zu essen." You remember? Heine? You readt Heine still? Who is your favorite boet now, Passil? You write some boetry yourself yet? No? Well, I am gladt to zee you. Brush those baperss off of that jair.

"I dink dot boetry vos make me tizzy already," came from Hans, as he sat down on a nearby chair, his face growing suddenly pale. "Hullo, Hans is sick!" cried Tom. "Hans, I thought you had better sea legs than that." "I vosn't sick at all, Dom, only vell, der ship looks like be vos going to dake a summersaults already kvick!" "You're seasick," said Sam. "Better go to your stateroom and lie down."

I dink I make up some boetry apout him," and the German boy began: "Der vos von lettle sphider Vot lifed owid in der voot, He made himself a leetle veb Und said dot it vos goot." "Hurrah, for Hans!" cried Tom. "He's the true poet of spiderdom!" and then he added: "Hans, we'll crown you poet laureate if you say so." "I ton't von no crown," answered Hans, complacently.

Her strong hold was the majestic. She appeared to have it fixed she wanted to be kittenish. That was the way it seemed to me. But Kreps studied her mornings and afternoons and into the night, and day after day it went on, and she bothered him. Then he saw he was on the wrong tack, and put his helm about, and he says: "She is de Ewigweibliche. She is not science. She is boetry.

"Tom, you're positively the worst boy ever!" said Nellie, but the way she spoke told she meant just the opposite. "I tell you vot ve vos do, Tom," suggested Hans. "Ve vos form a boetry association alretty, hey? Songpirt can be der bresident." "What will you be, secretary?" asked Fred. "No, I vos peen treasurer," answered Hans. "Hans wants the money," put in Dick.

For me the winter underwear yet and the buckwheat cakes." "You haf no boetry," said Lutz. "True, it is yedt cold, und in der city we haf not many of der signs; but dere are dree kinds of beoble dot should always feel der approach of spring first dey are boets, lovers and poor vidows." Mr. McQuirk went on his way, still possessed by the strange perturbation that he did not understand.

The gentleman, who is a great gentleman, fond of his bottle and hunting, takes mightily to Tom for his funny sayings and because Tom's a good hand at a glass when at table, and a good hand at a leap when in field; the lady also takes very much to Tom, because he one domm'd handsome fellow, with plenty of wit and what they call boetry for Tom, amongst other things, was no bad boet, and could treat a lady to pennillion about her face and her ancle, and the tip of her ear.

"Such a king as he is!" she exclaimed: "his manners are positively repulsive, and he has no love for the fine arts: why they say that he hates `bainting and boetry, as he calls them; and when they have brought him poor diseased children to be touched for the king's evil, as used to be done by the royal Stuarts, he absolutely refused to put his hand upon them.

"Maybe I will, some day," answered the would-be poet modestly. "I dink I make some boetry up, too," remarked Hans, after several minutes of serious thought on his part. "Chust you listen vonce!" And he began: "Dis is der day ven crackers bust Und fill der air mid bowder tust, Und ven you shoots your bistol off, You make a smokes vot makes you cough.