bly, W. A. G.

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Another Suffragette Outrage.

"Among the elementary and fundamental rights and duties are (_sic_)
the security of the person. But it is violated as much by he
(_sic_) or she (_sic_) who challenges assault as by he (_sic_) or
she (_sic_) who assaults."

The five "_sics_" are ours. The rest belongs to the leader-writer of
_The Morning Post_, on whom militancy seems to have had a painful
effect.

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"A Central News telegram from Montreal states that Miss Edith
Shaughnessy, daughter of Sir Thomas Shaughnessy, was married at St.
James's Roman Catholic Cathedral yesterday to Mr. W. H."--_Morning
Post._

From the wedding presents, which were both numerous and costly: "Mr. W.
Shakespeare to Bridegroom--Sonnets."

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A correspondent in _The Exchange and Mart_ writes:--

"At night Tree-Frogs are active and utter various sounds, some a
pleasing chirrup (like mine), others a loud shriek."

We shall hope to hear the writer's pleasing chirrup in Bouverie Street
some day.

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ADVENTURERS.

It must have been off a pirate trip,
In a life forgot 'o me,
That I saw the Barbary pirate ship
Come close-hauled out of the sea;
She crawled in under a goat-cropped scaur
Beneath the fisher-huts,
And she sent a dozen o' men ashore
To fill her water-butts.

I clambered up where the cliff sprung sheer
Till I looked upon her decks
And saw the plunder of half-a-year
And the loot of her scuttled wrecks;
There were gems and ivory, plate and pearl,
And Tyrian rugs a-pile,
And, set in the midst, was a milk-white girl,
The loot of a Grecian isle.

As white as the breasted terns that flit
Was the smooth arm's rounded shape
As she idly played with a pomegranate
To anger a chained grey ape;
And her Sun-God's self for diadem
Had kissed her curls to gold;
But blue--sea-blue as the sapphire gem,
Her eyes were cold, sea-cold.

And, gleam of shoulder and glint of tress,
They sailed ere the sun went down
And sold her, same as a black negress,
For the marts o' Carthage town,
Where she lived, mayhap, of her indolent grace,
Content with her silks and rings,
Or rose, by way of her wits, to place
Her foot on the necks of kings.

The deuce can tell y