more than likely, and so I got off.

DICK TINTO.

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Wonderful Sagacity.

Newspapers mention that an Irish crow has lately arrived as a passenger
on board the steamship _Colorado._ It is stated that the bird has
positively declined to quit the ship, and the inference is that its
unwillingness to do so arises from fear lest it might be mistaken for a
Thanksgiving Turkey.

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A Wintry Reflection.

The only Weather Profits that never fail are the gains of the coal
dealers.

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Nautical.

When does a ship display a propensity for climbing?

When she runs up her flag.

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THE PLAYS AND SHOWS

Latest of Mr. BOUCICAULT'S mixtures is another Irish dramatic stew. He
calls it the _Rapparee_, and it contains the usual proportion of fire,
patriots, whiskey, traitors, pretty girls, and red-coat officers. It has
a Tragic Heroine and a Cheerful Heroine, a French Officer who speaks
with an Irish brogue, and a Dutch General who speaks the Fechterian
dialect. It has FRANK MAYO in picturesque attitudes on the stage, and
HARRY PALMER in gorgeous vestments in the lobby. But here it is--as long
as the original and nearly as tedious. Read it and decide for yourselves
whether this sort of thing is worthy of the clever mechanic who
constructed _Arrah-na-Pogue_?

THE RAPPAREE. ACT I.

SCENE I.--_A retired spot in the public highway. [Enter an army of
fifteen Irish patriots, armed with pikes of great scythes.]_

1st PATRIOT.--"Hurroo for KING JAMES, we'll dhrive the Orange-men into
the say. Here comes O'MALLEY, and the FRINCH OFFICIR. May they niver
want a bottle, or a frind to stale it from." _[Enter O'Malley and
Duquesne,]_

O'MALLEY.--"All is lost. ULICK has betrayed us."

DUQUESNE.--"All is lost. ULICK has followed the national custom."

PATRIOTS.--"All is lost. Hurroo. What'll we do now, boys?"

O'MALLEY.--"Come with me to France. We'll fight somebody there."

PATRIOTS.--"We will go this minute." _[They go. Enter Tragic Heroine.]_

O'MALLEY.--"Can I belave the eyes of me. Is it you, darlint, or some
other ghost?"

TRAGIC HEROINE.--"'Tis I. Fly, O'MALLEY. ULICK insists upon marrying me,
and hanging you."

O'MALLEY.--"I will fly to-morrow night, and you shall fly with me. I
would go this minute, were it not that Mr. BOUCICAULT'S play would be
spoiled if I