Touch not the tempting tangle-leg Avoid the flowing bowl, 'Twill wither all thy manhood up And scorch thy very boul. Distrust the poison vile that luris In bottle, cask or keg, Oh ! Touch not, taste not, handle not The tempting tangle-leg. ■ ;■ ; It was just after Lady Macbeth spilled soup on the front breadth of her new moonlight blue summer silk that she remarked, amid a strong odor of benzine and ammonia, " Out, dad binged spot I" The quotation is a little " free," but we cannot use her. exact language in a family paper.—Hawkeye. What :is the next thing to ?fa, vheii stealing ?—Why, a cock robin, of course.
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Thames Star, Volume IX, Issue 3057, 2 December 1878, Page 4
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