* * * * * Bob sick--thought life was drawing to its end, His cheek grew pale, his tongue began to falter, Justly alarmed, he begg'd a rev'rend friend Would send him "_a companion to the altar._" His friend forgot, Bob grew from worse to worse, (A state to which he's always sure to alter,) When he received a _night-cap_ from his nurse, Who thought it a _companion to the halter_! * * * * * An Irish paper, in noticing a coroner's inquest on a young woman who had drowned herself, says, the jury, after an hour's deliberation, brought in a verdict of _wilful murder against herself_. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, by Various