Poetry

The following ra)d specimen of poetry is taken from the Knicketbocke for August. Tho auïhor is Mr. John G. Saxk. of Vermont. Mr. S. certainly "goes it" like a locomotive, if not like a poot. Singing through the forest, Rattling over ridges, Shootii g under nrches, Rumliling over bridges ; Whizzing through the mounlains, Buzz 'ng o'er the vale - Ble-s me ! - Ihti is pleasan!, Riiiing on a rail ! Men of difieren; "sta ons" In the eye of F:ime, Here are very quiekly, Corning to the same ! High and lowly peuple, Bi nis of every feather, On a common level Travelling togeiher. Gentlemen in short Looming very tullj; Gentlemen at large Talking very small ; Gentlemen in tighti With n loosish mein 1 Genilemen in Gray Looking ra'her green. Gentlemen quile uld Asking for the news ; Genilemen in black In a St of "blues," Gentlemen in olaret Sober as a vicar ; Gentlemen in snuft' Dreadfully in liquor. Strnnger on the right Looking very sunny ; Obviously ronding Something rather funny ; Now the smiles are thicker ; Wonder what they mern ? Faith ! he's got the K.vickerdockbr Magazine ! Stranger on the left Closing up his peepers j Now he snores agnir.. Like thpSeven Sleepers,! At his feet a vi]utne Q.iy&s the explanation, Huw the man grew tu)id From "Assoeiation !" Market-woman cnrefcl Ot the precious casket, Knoiving "eggs are eggV Tightly hoiJs her basket ; Fee'ing thnt "a sir.ns'i," If it famp, would surely Send her eggs to pot Rather prematurely ! Aücient maklen laiy Arixiously reonarlc?, Thnt ihere must he a pen'I 'Mnng so m.Tny sparks : Roguisli looking fellmv, Turning to the strnagsr, Says it's his opinión Shc is out of d.inger. Woman with her baby Sitting vis-a-vis : Baby kfiepsa squiiiling, Wdtnan looks at me ; Asks ahout the dis'ance, Si vs it's tirpsome lalking, Noises of the cars Are so very shocking ! Singing tlirongh tho forest, Dattlicg over ridgps, Shooiing uitder arches, Rumbling over bridges Whizzing through the mountains, Buzzing o'er the vale - Bless nie ! - this is jileas:mt Riding on a rail !