Back again on the floor, With my sweetheart I danced, While the people there wore Merry smiles, as they glanced At my partner, so stayed--in her manner, And at me, so completely entranced. When my love turned around I was shocked at the sight; Where the roses were found, One had met with a blight; While a cheek was still blooming and rosy, The other was fearfully white. From my good-looking lass, Filled with fright, I straight flew To a bad looking-glass, Where I gazed: then I knew That my nose, which was formerly turn-up, Was radish--bright crimson in hue. Which is why I remark, That a pleasure in vain Is a kiss in the dark When it leaveth a stain; And a maiden who runs when you kiss her, Is fast--which I'll ever maintain. _Merry Folks._ * * * * * THAT GERMANY JEW London, 1874. Which I wish to remark-- And my language is plain-- That for ways that are dark, And tricks far from vain, The Germany Jew is peculiar, Which the same I'm about to explain. Eim Gott was his name; And I shall not deny In regard to the same, He was wonderful "fly," But his watch-chain was vulgar and massive, And his manner was dapper and spry. It's two years come the time, Since the mine first came out; Which in language sublime It was puffed all about:-- But if there's a mine called Miss Emma I'm beginning to werry much doubt. Which there was a small game And Eim Gott had a hand In promoting! The same He did well understand; But he sat at Miss Emma's board-table, With a smile that was child-like and bland. Yet the shares they were "bulled," In a way that I grieve, And the public was fooled, Which Eim Gott, I believe, Sold 22,000 Miss Emmas, And the same with intent to deceive. And the tricks that were played By that Germany Jew, And the pounds that he made Are quite well known to you. But the way that he flooded Miss Emma Is a "watering" of shares that is new. Which it woke up MacD----, And his words were but few, For he said, "Can this be?" And he whistled a "Whew!" "We are ruined by German-Jew Swindlers!"-- And he went for that Germany Jew. In the trial that ensued I did not take a hand; But the Court was quite filled With the fi-nancing band, And Eim Gott was "had" with hard labour, For the games he did well understand. Which is why I remark-- And my language is plain-- That for ways that are dark, And for tricks far from vain, The Germany Jew was peculiar,-- But he won't soon be at it again. _Jon Duan._ * * * * * ST. DENYS OF FRANCE (A.D. 272).