Summary

Portrait of Palmer Cox Palmer Cox Frontier Humor in Verse, Prose and Picture

Ask the farmer.
And undoubtedly cheese is the weakness of the rat family. It is their aim, and often their end, too. It is the shrine to bow down before which the rat will jeopardize his life every hour of the twenty-four.
He dreams of it. In his fitful slumbers he beholds it ranged around him tier on tier, as in a great store room, and not a cat within forty leagues. He is in the rat’s Paradise, and happy. No deceptive poisons that consume the stomach, no insidious, subtle traps, yawning ready to clutch the unsuspecting victim, surround him.
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Palmer Cox Palmer Cox Frontier Humor in Verse, Prose and Picture

She doubtless muses how heavier than an infant’s spoon it is to feel an adult’s boot.
Yet my neighbor was neither rash nor hasty.
He seemed the embodiment of perseverance, as he repeatedly offered that length of stove-pipe an elbow which it, like a prudish maiden, provokingly refused. Soon the drops of perspiration began to stand upon his face and neck in large globes, and I knew that patience was oozing from every pore. I knew by the scattering children, the cackling hen, and the flying household cat, that the “rose-lipped cherubim” of which the poet sings, were abiding with him no longer.
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Palmer Cox Palmer Cox Frontier Humor in Verse, Prose and Picture

We have always considered spiritualism the bluest carbuncle that ever festered upon the neck of society. We care not if the spirits were rapping around our table like a forty-stamp mill, we would eat our regular allowance with all the coolness that a Celestial manifests when absorbing his birds’-nest soup. If your bed dances a pas-seul after you get into it at night, there must be more than spirits around; and you would do well to throw a boot-jack or flat-iron under it before retiring.
Source: Gutenberg

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