After the 32nd chapter of Treasure Island, two of the puppets strolled out to have a pipe before business should […]

The Peacock considered it wrong That he had not the nightingale’s song; So to Juno he went, She replied, “Be

To the Wolf, from whose throat Dr Crane Drew the bone, his long bill made it plain He expected his

“The artist by his work is known.” A piece of honey-comb, one day, Discover’d as a waif and stray, The

A Hart by the hunters pursued, Safely hid in a Vine, till he chewed The sweet tender green, And, through

The Committee on Gerrymander worked late, drawing intricate lines on a map of the State, and being weary sought repose

In the house, in the market, the streets, Everywhere he was boasting his feats; Till one said, with a sneer,

A rat, of quite the smallest size, Fix’d on an elephant his eyes, And jeer’d the beast of high descent

An Anarchist Orator who had been struck in the face with a Dead Cat by some Respector of Law to

Hearing a sound of strife, a Christian in the Orient asked his Dragoman the cause of it. “The Buddhists are

A man stood in the archway of an ancient temple. He took in the wonderful proportions and drank of the

Through massacres of each other’s citizens China and the United States had been four times plunged into devastating wars, when,

Giant Oak, in his strength & his scorn Of the winds, by the roots was uptorn: But slim Reeds at

The lion, for his kingdom’s sake, In morals would some lessons take, And therefore call’d, one summer’s day, The monkey,

The farmer’s patient care and toil Are oftener wanting than the soil. A wealthy ploughman drawing near his end, Call’d

To his sons, who fell out, father spake: “This Bundle of Sticks you can’t break; Take them singly, with ease,

A man met a lad weeping. “What do you weep for?” he asked. “I am weeping for my sins,” said

The Eagle flew off with a lamb; Then the Crow thought to lift an old ram, In his eaglish conceit,

Two Blighted Beings, haggard, lachrymose, and detested, met on a blasted heath in the light of a struggling moon. “I

The Tail of the Sphinx A Dog of a taciturn disposition said to his Tail: “Whenever I am angry, you

Two fellows, needing funds, and bold, A bearskin to a furrier sold, Of which the bear was living still, But

How the cunning old Crow got his drink When ’twas low in the pitcher, just think! Don’t say that he

One Sunday, when the new administration had induced a general thirst, a lion and a boar came at the same

A pine was by a woodman fell’d, Which ancient, huge, and hollow tree An owl had for his palace held—

“So awkward, so shambling a gait!” Mrs Crab did her daughter berate, Who rejoined, “It is true I am backward;