Sir HENRY's fight with She-who-will-never-Obey is
still remembered. He will carry the marks of her nails on his cheeks
to his grave. I myself am tired of wandering. "_Home, Sweet Home_," as
the _Bab Ballads_ have it, is the place for me.
THE END.
* * * * *
AN UNREHEARSED EFFECT.
(_BY OUR OWN RECITER._)
[Illustration]
I went to see the Pantomime this Christmas in our town.
We laughed enough the opening night to bring the theatre down.
The piece was _Burleybumbo_, _the Old Giant, and his Men_;
_Fairy Starlight, Little Popsey, and the Demon of the Glen_.
The Supers were collected from the local talent round,
And for _Burleybumbo's_ servant the Blacksmith, JOHN, they found;
A stalwart varlet was required to carry off his foes
To Burleybumbo Castle, where he ate them as he chose.
His minions, who wore hideous masks, had nothing much to say,
So an IRVING was not wanted to do their part of the play.
On this eventful night the house was packed from roof to pit,
And the Manager was jubilant at having made a hit.
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