The Highwayman was so pleased with the Traveller's philosophy and wit that he took him into partnership, and this splendid combination of talent started a newspaper. The Policeman and the Citizen A Policeman, finding a man that had fallen in a fit, said, "This man is drunk," and began beating him on the head with his club. A passing Citizen said: "Why do you murder a man that is already harmless?" Thereupon the Policeman left the man in a fit and attacked the Citizen, who, after receiving several severe contusions, ran away. "Alas," said the Policeman, "why did I not attack the sober one before exhausting myself upon the other?" Thenceforward he pursued that plan, and by zeal and diligence rose to be Chief, and sobriety is unknown in the region subject to his sway. The Writer and the Tramps An Ambitious Writer, distinguished for the condition of his linen, was travelling the high road to fame, when he met a Tramp. "What is the matter with your shirt?" inquired the Tramp. "It bears the marks of that superb unconcern which is the characteristic of genius," replied the Ambitious Writer, contemptuously passing him by. Resting by the wayside a little later, the Tramp carved upon the smooth bark of a birch-tree the words, "John Gump, Champion Genius." Two Politicians Two Politicians were exchanging ideas regarding the rewards for public service. "The reward which I most desire," said the First Politician, "is the gratitude of my fellow-citizens." "That would be very gratifying, no doubt," said the Second Politician, "but, alas! in order to obtain it one has to retire from politics." For an instant they gazed upon each other with inexpressible tenderness; then the First Politician murmured, "God's will be done! Since we cannot hope for reward, let us be content with what we have." And lifting their right hands from the public treasury they swore to be content. The Fugitive Office A Traveller arriving at the capitol of the nation saw a vast plain outside the wall, filled with struggling and shouting men. While he looked upon the alarming spectacle an Office broke away from the Throng and took shelter in a tomb close to where he stood, the crowd being too intent upon hammering one another to observe that the cause of their contention had departed. "Poor bruised and bleeding creature," said the compassionate Traveller, "what misfortune caused you to be so far away from the source of power?" "I 'sought the man,'" said the Office. The Tyrant Frog A Snake swallowing a frog head-first was approached by a Naturalist with a stick. "Ah, my deliverer," said the Snake as well as he could, "you have arrived just in time; this reptile, you see, is pitching into me without provocation." "Sir," replied the Naturalist, "I need a snakeskin for my collection, but if you had not explained I should not have interrupted you, for I thought you were at dinner." The Eligible Son-in-Law