“Will you come and see my Humber?” said the rider on the tri, ’Tis the scorchingest of trycycles that ever you did spy; You’ve only got to pop your leg the easy saddle o’er, And you’ll go along at such a pace as ne’er was seen before; Will you, will you, will you, will you come and see my tri? There is also a prose imitation of Captain Mayne Reid, entitled, _On the Prairie_, by Jak Strauz Karsel. ――――:o:―――― I’VE BEEN ROAMING. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, Where the meadow dew is sweet, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, With its pearls upon my feet. I’ve been roaming, &c. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, O’er the rose and lily fair, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, With their blossoms in my hair. I’ve been roaming, &c. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, Where the honey-suckle sips, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, With its kisses on my lips. I’ve been roaming, &c. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming Over hill and over plain, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, To my bower back again. I’ve been roaming, &c. ANONYMOUS. 1832. ―――― I’VE BEEN SHOPPING. I’ve been shopping――I’ve been shopping To John Brown’s in Regent Street, And I’m hopping――and I’m hopping With his shoes upon my feet. I’ve been roaming――I’ve been roaming, For rose oil and lily rare, And I’m coming――and I’m coming With a bottle for my hair. I’ve been roaming――I’ve been roaming To the pastrycook’s, old Phipps, And I’m coming――and I’m coming With some kisses for my lips. I’ve been roaming――I’ve been roaming Up Bond Street and down Park Lane And I’m coming――and I’m coming To my own house back again. ―――― THE WANDERING JEW. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, Vid a merry, merry strain, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, Home to Rosemary Lane. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, Through ev’ry street and square, And I’m coming, and I’m coming Vith the pargains I got there. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, I have upon my life, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, To my children and my vife. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming For to pargain I’ve the knack, And I’m coming, and I’m coming, Vith my pag upon my pack. I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming, Quite hungry full of vo, But I’m a coming, I’m a coming, To eat fish and _buckle yow_.