All my feelin's, in the spring Gits so blame contrary I can't think of anything Only me and Mary! "Me and Mary!" all the time, "Me and Mary!" like a rhyme Keeps a-dinging on till I'm Sick o' "Me and Mary!" "Me and Mary! Ef us two Only was together-- Playin' like we used to do In the Aprile weather!" All the night and all the day I keep wishin' thataway Till I'm gittin' old and gray Jist on "Me and Mary!" Muddy yit along the pike Sense the winter's freezin' And the orchard's backard-like Bloomin' out this season; Only heerd one bluebird yit-- Nary robin er tomtit; What's the how and why of it? S'pect its "Me and Mary!" Me and Mary liked the birds-- That is, Mary sorto' Liked them first, and afterwerds W'y I thought I orto. And them birds--ef Mary stood Right here with me as she should-- They'd be singin', them birds would All fer me and Mary! Birds er not, I'm hopin' some I kin git to plowin': Ef the sun'll only come, And the Lord allowin', Guess to-morry I'll turn in And git down to work agin: This here loaferin' won't win; Not fer me and Mary! Fer a man that loves, like me, And's afeard to name it, Till some other feller, he Gits the girl--dad-shame-it! Wet er dry, er clouds er sun-- Winter gone, er jist begun-- Out-door work few me er none. No more "Me and Mary!" Niagara Falls from the Nye Side ON BOARD THE BOUNDING TRAIN,} LONGITUDE 600 MILES WEST OF A GIVEN POINT.} I visited Walton, N. Y., last week, a beautiful town in the flank of the Catskills, at the head of the Delaware. It was there in that quiet and picturesque valley that the great philanthropist and ameliator, Jay Gould, first attracted attention. He has a number of relatives there who note with pleasure the fact that Mr. Gould is not frittering away his means during his lifetime. In the office of Mr. Nish, of Walton, there is a map of the county made by Jay Gould while in the surveying business, and several years before he became a monarch of all he surveyed. Mr. Gould also laid out the town of Walton. Since that he has laid out other towns, but in a different way. He also plotted other towns. Plotted to lay them out, I mean. In Franklin there is an old wheelbarrow which Mr. Gould used on his early surveying trips. In this he carried his surveying instruments, his night shirt and manicure set. Connected with the wheel there is an arrangement by which, at night, the young surveyor could tell at a glance, with the aid of a piece of red chalk and a barn door, just how far he had traveled during the day.