LOSSES.

I've lost my mistress, horse and wife,
But when I think on human life
I'm glad it is no worse:
My wife was ugly and a scold,
My Chloe was grown stale and cold-
I'm sorry for my horse.

JUSTICE.

A limb of the law of a rustic requir'd,
Sir, "your meaning of justice repeat;"

"Its a work," cried the clown," for which lawyers are hir'd,

But a work which they seldom complete."

PRINTER'S DEVILS.

Old Lucifer, both kind and civil,
To every Printer londs a Devil;
But, balancing accounts each winter,
For every Devil takes a Printer.

END OF VOLUME I.

GALAXY OF WIT:

OR

LAUGHING PHILOSOPHER:

BEING A COLLECTION OF

CHOICE ANECDOTES,

MANY OF WHICH ORIGINATED IN OR ABOUT

"THE LITERARY EMPORIUM."

Embellished with several Engravings.

IN

TWO VOLUMES.

VOL. II.

STEREOTYPED BY J. REED.....BOSTON.

PUBLISHED IN BOSTON.

1830.