s one place for the poor and
another for the rich in this world, it will be well for the rich if
there is not one place for themselves and another for the poor in the
next.

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HOW TO PROLONG THE LIFE OF A SECRET.

If a secret is a little weak, and looks as if it was likely to die,
there is nothing for recovering it equal to a cup of tea--but then the
tea must be administered by the hand of a lady, rather advanced in
years. After a cup or so, the secret will imbibe fresh strength, and
will be good for, at least, another ten years. N.B. This remedy has
never been known to fail, more especially if there happen to be two or
three elderly ladies present, and they take good care, at the time the
secret is recovering, to give the poor thing plenty of circulation.

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THE AUTOCRAT'S ANTHEM.

For Law and Ruth, and Faith and Truth,
With my jackboot's heel I'll spurn 'em!
March, my Cossacks, o'er the Pruth,
_Non confundar in aeternum!_
Hot with blood-drouth from North and South,
Let my grim field-batteries thunder
Chorus from each iron mouth,
_In aeternum non confundar!_

No laurels grow in Russian snow,
Southwards I must look to earn 'em
By cheating friend and robbing foe--
_Non confundar in aeternum!_
Rich Jassy's plain I want for grain,
Bucharest I want for plunder;
I've knouts for all who dare complain--
_In aeternum non confundar!_

What treaties make for me, I take,
What against me make, I burn 'em;
I burrow where I cannot break--
_Non confundar in aeternum!_
With half the West in neutral rest,
T'other half in active blunder
('Tis hard to say which serves me best)--
_In aeternum non confundar!_

COUNT NESSELRODE my rights has showed;
Who to ridicule dares turn 'em?
I but claim debts most clearly owed--
_Non confundar in aeternum!_
A new crusade I preach to aid
Christians by vile Turks kept under,
Whom I'd convert by cannonade--
_In aeternum non confundar!_

PETER THE GREAT left words of weight
(All of ROMANZOFF race learn 'em),
Foreshadowing Russia's glorious fate;
(_Non confundar in aeternum!_)
Which is to be Suzerain in fee,
O'er all Europe's tracts, that sunder
The Baltic from the Euxine Sea.
(_In aeternum non confundar!_)

Me it doth irk, to see the Turk,
(_Abeit mox in infernum!_)
Set