Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844Various
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Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844
Various
Children's literature -- Periodicals
“All the exertions of the officer were now unavailing; in vain he drew
the piston; the cat’s paw effectually prevented its operation. Hoping
to effect his purpose, he let air again into the receiver, which as
soon as the cat perceived, she withdrew her paw from the aperture;
but when he attempted to exhaust the receiver, she applied her paw as
before. All the spectators clapped their hands in admiration of the
wonderful sagacity of the animal, and the lecturer found himself under
the necessity of liberating her, and substituting another in her place,
that possessed less penetration, and enabled him to exhibit the cruel
experiment.”--_Naturalist._
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RISING GENIUS.--A boy who displayed a long dangling watch-chain, was
asked, “What’s the time of day, Josiah?” The lad drew out his watch
very ceremoniously, and after examining it for a while referred to
another boy and said, “Is this the figure nine, or the figure seven?”
He was told that it was the figure seven, “Well then,” said the
genius, “it lacks just about half an inch of eight.”
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THE FRENCH OFFICER AND HIS MASTIFF.--A French officer, more remarkable
for his courage and spirit than his wealth, had served the Venetian
republic for some years with great valor and fidelity, but had not met
with that preferment which he merited. One day he waited on a nobleman
whom he had often solicited in vain, but on whose friendship he had
still some reliance. The reception he met with was cool and
mortifying; the nobleman turned his back upon the necessitous veteran,
and left him to find his way through a suit of apartments
magnificently furnished. He passed them lost in thought; till casting
his eyes on a sumptuous sideboard, where a valuable collection of
Venetian glass, polished and formed in the highest degree of
perfection, stood on a damask cloth, as a preparation for a splendid
entertainment, he took hold of a corner of the linen, and turning to a
faithful English mastiff which always accompanied him, said to the
animal, in a kind of absence of mind, “Here, my poor old friend, you
see how these haughty tyrants indulge themselves, and yet how we are
treated.”
The dog looked his master in the face and gave tokens that he
understood him. The master walked on, but the mastiff slackened his
pace, and laying hold of the damask cloth with his teeth, at one
hearty pull brought all the glass on the sideboard in shivers to the
ground, thus depriving the insolent noble of his favorite exhibition of
splendor.
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A RUSTY shield prayed to the sun and aid, “Oh sun, illumine me with
thy ray!” To which the sun replied, “Oh shield, make thyself clean!”
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