“Come, Nichol, and gi’e us thy cracks, I seed te gang down to the smiddy, I’ve fodder’d the naigs and the nowt, And wanted to see thee—’at did e. Ay, Andrew, lad! draw in a stuil, And gie us a shek o’ thy daddle; I got aw the news far and nar, Sae set off as fast’s e could waddle.” _Nichol the Newsmonger._—ROBERT ANDERSON. THE GREAT EXHIBITION was about to attract sight-seers of all the world—the sight-seers, who make up nine-tenths of the human family. The African had mounted his ostrich. The CRISP of the Desert had announced an excursion caravan from Zoolu to Fez. The Yakutskian SHILLIBEER had already started the first reindeer omnibus to Novogorod. Penny cargoes were steaming down Old Ni…
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