Ah! I was fogged by the Materialistic,
By HUXLEY and by ZOLA, KOCH and MOORE;
And now there comes a Maelstrom of the Mystic,
To whirl me further yet from sense's shore.
Microbes were much too much for me, bacilli
Bewildered me, and phagocytes did daze,
But now the author 'cute of "Piccadilly,"
HARRIS the Prophet, the BLAVATSKY craze,
Thibet, Theosophy, and Bounding Brothers--
No, Mystic Ones--Mahatmas I _should_ say,
But really they seem so much like the others
In slippery agility!--day by day
Mystify me yet more. Those germs were bad enough,
But what are they compared with Astral Bodies?
Of Useless Knowledge I have almost had enough,
I really envy uninquiring noddies,
I would not be a Chela if I could.
I have a horror of the Esoterical.
BESANT and OLCOTT _may_ be wise and good,
They seem to me pursuing the chimerical.
Maddened by mysteries of "Precipitation,"
The Occult Dream and the Bacillus-Dance;
We need Societies for the propagation
Of Useful--_Ignorance_!
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DWARFS IN AND ABOUT LONDON.
Sir,--We need not go so far afield as Messrs. HALIBURTON & CO. in
search of dwarfs. In the suburbs of London, and even in the more
densely-populated districts of this vast Metropolis, there are
numbers of people who are uncommonly short. About quarter-day these
extraordinary individuals may be heard of, but are rarely seen; which
fact, however, affords no proof of their non-existence.
Yours, TAXOS GATHEROS.
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LATEST PUBLICATION (OF THE POLITICAL NATURAL HISTORY
SERIES).--_Curious Development of French Froggies into Toadies of
Russia_.
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[Illustration: "WHEN A MAN DOES NOT LOOK HIS BEST."--NO. 1.
WHEN HE MAGNANIMOUSLY CONSENTS TO GO ON THE PLATFORM AT A CONJURING
PERFORMANCE, AND UNWONTED OBJECTS ARE PRODUCED FROM HIS INSIDE
POCKETS.]
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TO THE GRAND OLD CRICKETER.
Dear Dr. GRACE, the season through
You've struggled on, and striven gamely;
Your leg, for all you've tried to do,
Has made your record come out lamely;
Your county suffers, too, with you;
Your failures very dear have cost her.
But better luck in 'ninety-two
To you, old friend, and good old Gloucester!
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THE MODERN CAGLIOSTRO; OR, THE POWER OF
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