YE strife waxed hot, in air they spring,-- No fiercer fray, did minstrel sing,-- But why spill here, Ye tender tear, For Roundhead, or ye Cavalier? Ah! me. [Illustration: Ye Fytte of Ye Timely Spring.] [Illustration: Ye Fytte of Ye Discovery] THEY scuffle, till each wig, and nose, Fell off, and nature's truths, disclose, Ye wild surprise, Doth swiftly rise, Ye brows, above ye startled eyes! Ah! me. FOR lo! they recognise each one, Each was his father's other son! Ye clasping spree, Of filial glee, Is here depicted, as you see, Ah! me. [Illustration: Ye Fraternal Fytte.] [Illustration: Leather Versus LAW] AN instance of calculating foresight and prudence is illustrated in the following verses. If men would rely on the mutual study of a spirit of equity, and enter more confidentially into the claims of each, what beautiful pictures, of repentant resignation to a just castigation, would be afforded, by certain of those who misunderstand the rights of property. An excellent lesson of this kind, is taught by the experience of the first tramp. He parted from the Farmer, with comprehensive impressions, of the farmer's energy, and application to business, a fact, which he took the earliest opportunity, of advertising in the nearest hospital. Thro' the second case, also runs a beautiful lesson, to the farmer, it may not have happed so well, as to the tramp, but the record serves to show, that an action at law, should only result, as a mutual alternative, agreeable to both parties; thereby the air of the Law Courts, would be considerably purified, of the stuffiness, that oppresses the impetuous litigant. SAID one tramp, to the second tramp, "The dark is comin' on the sun, Do you prowl in to this 'ere barn. And I'll dodge on to yonder one. "I allus likes to sleep alone, Besides you see, it runs' em tight, The Varmers, when a pair o' tramps Turns up, so Bill, I'll say good night." The chanticleer, did early trump, A tonic note, upon his pipe, And woke the husbandman, to view, How thick, and tall, his crops, and ripe. And in his barn, he found a tramp! "Ho, trespasser, what shall I do?" He cried "Shall I evict by Law? Or take the Law myself, on you?" "Well Varmer, I have had with cranks, Of legal jaw, too much," said he, "So with your leave, I'd rather you, Would take the law, yourself on me." "Ha! that's exactly to my form!" He gripped him by the neck, "Here goes! Whew! now take this! and that, and this," With that, he gave him all his toes.