"And he stirred it round and round and round, And he sniffed at the foaming froth; When I ups with his heels, and smothers his squeals In the scum of the boiling broth. "And I eat that cook in a week or less, And as I eating be THE BISHOP OF RUM-TI-FOO. In flocking crowds they came. His people-twenty-three in sum—- His flock, I've often heard him tell, In crowds together came. "Oh, massa, why you go away? He told them all good boys to be, He passed along the Borough Road, He saw a crowd assembled round To see that dancing man he stopped, Who twirled and riggled, skipped and hopped, Then down incontinently dropped, And then sprang up again. The bishop chuckled at the sight. I'll learn it if I can, To please the tribe when I get back." The dancing man he worked away, The bishop buckled to his task, (I'll tell you, if you care to ask, That Peter was his name.) The attitude's c idered quaint." But 'Time!' my Christian friend!" "We now proceed to something new: one, two - one, two-one, two.” But in an overwhelming heat Perform d he Payne and Lauri feat, Another game the dancer planned If when revisiting your see You learnt to hop on shore, like me, GENTLE ALICE BROWN. Ir was a robber's daughter, and her name was Alice Brown; Her mother was a foolish, weak, but amiable old thing: As Alice was a-sitting at her window-sill one day, A beautiful young gentleman he chanced to pass that way; She cast her eyes upon him, and he looked so good and true, That she thought, "I could be happy with a gentleman like you!" And every morning passed her house that cream of gentlemen; A sorter in the Custom-house, it was his daily road But Alice was a pious girl, who knew it wasn't wise "O holy father," Alice said, "twould grieve you, would it not, To discover that I was a most disreputable lot? Of all unhappy sinners I'm the most unhappy one!" The padre said, "Whatever have you been and gone and done?" "I have helped mamma to steal a little kiddy from its dad, I've assisted dear papa in cutting up a little lad, I've planned a little burglary and forged a little cheque, The worthy pastor heaved a sigh, and dropped a silent tear, "Girls will be girls — you're very young, and flighty in your mind; Old heads upon young shoulders we must not expect to find; We mustn't be too hard upon these little girlish tricks exactly twelve-and-six." “O father,” little Alice cried, "your kindness makes me weep, But oh! there is another crime I haven't mentioned yet! "A pleasant-looking gentleman, with pretty purple eyes, I've noticed at my window, as I've sat a-catching flies; He passes by it every day as certain as can be I blush to say I've winked at him and he has winked at me!" "For shame!" said Father Paul, "my erring daughter! On my word, "This dreadful piece of news will pain your worthy parents so! "The common country folk in this insipid neighborhood Have nothing to confess, they're so ridiculously good; And if you marry any one respectable at all, Why, you'll reform, and what will then become of Father Paul?" The worthy priest, he up and drew his cowl upon his crown, To tell him how his daughter, who was now for marriage fit, Good Robber Brown he muffled up his anger pretty well; "I've studied human nature, and I know a thing or two: And pretty little Alice grew more settled in her mind; THE CAPTAIN AND THE MERMAIDS. I SING a legend of the sea, So hard-a-port upon your lea! A ship on starboard tack! She's bound upon a private cruise— To give a salt-sea smack). Behold, on every afternoon (Save in a gale or strong monsoon) And aired his shapely legs. And mermaids hung around in flocks, To gaze upon those limbs; For legs like those, of flesh and bone, To any merman timbs. |