Mixed.

Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)

Mixed.

If we know anything abont fun, and we think we do, the following specimen of “ printers’ mixture” is just about as funny as a man wants to read in these times. The “ copy” of a novel and a Government Gazette have evidently been run together, and the complication is added to by the errors of the compositor:— “ ’Twas night, and the silver moon, which rode silently in the azure heavens, shedding her wild booms over the sweeping earth, was obscured by a thick crowd which rendered darkness doubly damp. Wondering slowly over the dewy mead were tow lovers, one male the other fcmalt. Theirs were indeed ‘Two sows with but a shingle short, two harts that beat as one.’ Gazing passionately into her tender bulb eyes, and at the same time unfolding about cistern feet of his stockwhip he gently flicked a mosquito off his beloved's tose, and exclaimed: “ Most darlingest, thou art indeed a postal and shire council township in the pariah of Cavendish, situated on the rivet Wannon, County of Dundas, 12 miles from the Victorian Ranges, and 5 miles S.E. of the highest summit of my ambition, which is to win thee and wear thee next to the borough of Homebush, on the three-chain road. Had I worms to express my meaning I would say, oh ! fondest one, that the district is principally agricultural, although at present a large portion of lamb is being laid down for pasture, and there are several large vineyards in the most sacred feelings of my nature, that I dedicate to thee, and to a considerable quantity of freestone sent away from Ceres for building purposes. Some years ago a shaft 300 ft deep was sunk into the deepest recesses of my soul, where thou may find that pure and jolly joy that lies about 400 ft above the sea level, the geographical formation being those blue and melting eyes, those rubby lips, that flowing hair, and that sylph-like freestone and limestone with yellow clay and chocolate soil.”