EPITAPH ON A LOCOMOTIVE.
Reading edition
By the sole survivor of a deplorable accident (no blame to be attached to any servants of the company)
Collisions four Or five she bore, The signals wor in vain; Grown old and rusted, Her biler busted, And smash'd the Excursion Train.
Epitaph for a Railway Director.—"His life was spent on pleasant lines."
MUDDLEBY JUNCTION
Overworked Pointsman (puzzled). "Let's see!—there's the 'scursion' were due at 4.45, and it ain't in; then, afore that, were the 'mineral,'—no! that must ha' been the 'goods,'—or the 'cattle.' No! that were after,—cattle's shunting now. Let's see!—fast train came through at——Con-found!—and here comes 'the express' afore its time, and blest if I know which line she's on!!"
