A PRETTY AMBITION.

Tue mackerel-man drives down the street,
With mackerel to sell,

A-calling out with lusty shout :
“ Ha-il, Mack-e-rel !”

&

When I’m a man I mean to drive
A wagon full of posies, .
And sing so. sweet to-all I meet:
“ Hail, Hyacinths and Roses!”
Mary E. WILKINS.