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General Tom Thumb has issued to his numer-
Gus patrons, previous to his final departure from
London. the following poetical effusion:-
From famed Colombia, cross the ocean foam,
See! what a great yet little wonders come
Unequaled being! humanity alive!
Weight, fifteen pounds; height, inches twenty five.
Each sense enjoying, healthy, sportive, gay,
Accompanied. af1able, can sing and play;
Show symmetry and in ancient group or dance,
And perfect miniature, Nap, the Great, of France.
You're one of Natures morsels,' said to Tom a


wit,


'True,' replied he, Il am and her 'ti bit;
And recoIlect, when talking thus Of morsels,
That choicest goods packed in smallest parcels.
Multum in parvo, maxim good of old,
In me is proved in flesh and blood, behold!'
Haste then, good public, pray with time don t


sport,


The Generals visit, like himself. is short.
Ladies ! though little fellow, do not scout him,
Once seen, he thinks that you'll say much about


him.


Gents he invites ye, down on him tits true,
You look, but grateful he looks up to you.
With much respect to all the invites, come
10 the Egyptian Hall anu vstit General Thumb