Now, I feel just as sure as I’m sure that my name Isn’t Willow, jamwillow, jamwillow; That a cartridge defective had made him exclaim, “Oh, willow, jamwillow, jamwillow!” And if something’s not done by the War Office――why, We shall suffer defeat in the sweet by-and-bye, And our soldiers will wail as they perish or fly, “Oh, willow, jamwillow, jamwillow!” _Funny Folks._ May 9, 1885. ―――― THE “WATERBURY” MAIDS. Three little maids from school are we, Proper and good, as we ought to be; The reason why, you will shortly see, Three little maids from school. We were once “real wild,” we “took the bun” For mischievous pranks and daring fun, So they put a _watch_ on us, every one, Three little maids from school. Three little maids so quick and wary. The best of all watches was necessary, That’s why they picked out the “_Waterbury_,” Three little maids at school. But now we are all “real nice,” you know, And always act as our watches go, Not the least bit “fast,” but by no means “slow,” Three little maids from school. From three little maids take these away, And three little maids would be all astray―― For we’d never be up to the time of day, Three little maids from school. Three little maids, delightful very, Laughing always, so bright and merry, Everyone with a “_Waterbury_,” Three little maids from school. ―――― SEWING. On a seat in the garden A sweet pretty maid Was sewing, so sewing, so sewing And I said to her, “Dearest one! Why thus so staid? So sewing, so sewing, so sewing. Is it stitching for somebody over the sea, Or a slipper you’re making for impudent me?” But without looking up she continued to be Sewing, so sewing, so sewing. And she sighed a deep sigh as She sat on that seat So sewing, so sewing, so sewing; And her forehead was flushed with A feverish heat, So sewing, so sewing, so sewing, But she still maintained silence And answered me naught, Though a smile or a whisper was all that I sought. She was certainly angry at having been caught So sewing, so sewing, so sewing. But when Dick had come back from His voyage at sea, She was sewing, so sewing, so sewing; And the slippers were finished, As such work should be, By sewing, so sewing, so sewing. Now a wedding took place, But alas! ’twas not mine; And when Dick is away, if the weather be fine, She will sit on that seat and her fingers incline To sewing, so sewing, so sewing. SAML. PEEL. From _Gems_. ――――