Ci)os'c Scnti^t^. 



Simp'ring summer, flow'r bedeck'd 

 Many hopes have you seen wreck'd ; 

 Yours the season is to court, 

 Ours the season is to sport ; 

 Welcome winter, hasten here, 

 Bringing that I hold most dear ! 



Then when hounds are running fast 

 We are freed from thought at last. 

 Then each heart forgets its care. 

 Be the future dark or fair. 

 Then we thorough bliss enjoy. 

 Happiness without alloy. 



THOSE DENTISTS. 



F the will be there, amusement, if only in a 

 minor degree, can certainly be extracted 

 out of most, if not all of the incidents of 

 life. You will laugh when I say so — or, may be, 

 shudder some of you — but even toothache is pro- 

 ductive more or less of fun if you only go to your 

 dentists in the right spirit. 



Painful I know it is, but we poor human beings 

 are heirs to all manner of ills, so let us as cheerfully 

 as we can make the best of them. It is true that 



