ENTOMOLOGICAL NEWS. [January, 



LUTHER'S SADDEST EXPERIENCE. 



Luther, he was persecuted, 

 Excommunicaied, hooted, 

 Disappointed egged, and booted; 

 Yelled at by minutest boys, 

 Waked up by nocturnal noise, 

 Scratched and torn by fiendish cats, 

 Highvvayed by voracious rats. 



Oft upon his locks so hoary 



Water fell from upper story; 



Oft a turnip or potato 



Struck upon his back or pate, Oh! 



And wherever he betook him, 



A paper bull was sure to hook him. 



But the saddest of all 



I am forced to relate; 



Of a diet of worms 



He was forced to partake, 



Of a diet of worms 



For the Protestants' sake; 



Munching crawling caterpillars, 



Beetles mixed with moths and millers; 



Instead of butter, on his bread 



A sauce of butterflies was spread. 



Was not this a horrid feast 



For a Christian and a priest? 



Now if you do not credit me, 

 Consult D'Aubigne's history. 

 You'll find what I have told you 

 Most fearfully and sternly true. 



NOTE. The above stanzas appeared in the "Yale Literary Magazine" 

 in or near the year 1852, from the pen, I believe, of a student. This 

 transcript from memory is believed to be nearly accurate. 



J. M. WHITON. 



The following lines "to a spider which inhabited a cell," are from the 

 Anthologia Borealis et Australis: 



In this wild, groping, dark, and drearie cove, 



Of wife, of children, and of health bereft, 

 I hailed thee, friendly Spider, who hadst wove 



Thy mazy net on yonder mouldering raft: 

 Would that the cleanlie housemaid's foot had left 



Thee tarrying here, nor took thy life away; 

 For thou, from out this scare old ceiling's cleft, 



Came down each morn to hede my plaintive lay; 

 Joying like me to heare sweete musick play, 

 Wherewith I'd fein beguile the dull, dark, lingering day. 



Cowan s Curious Fads. 



