Pat Jennings in the upper gallery sat, But, leaning forward, Jennings lost his hat: Down from the gallery the beaver flew, And spurn’d the one to settle in the two, How shall he act? Pay at the gallery door, Two shillings for what cost, when new, but four? Or till half-price, to save his shilling, wait, And gain his hat again at half-past eight? Now, while his fears anticipate a thief, John Mullins whispers, “Take my handkerchief.” “Thank you,” cries Pat, “but one won’t make a line.” “Take mine,” cried Wilson, and cried Stokes, “Take mine.” A motley cable soon Pat Jennings ties, Where Spitalfields with real India vies. Like Iris’ bow, down darts the painted clue, Starr’d, striped, and spotted, yellow, red, and blue, Old calico, torn silk, and muslin new. George Green below, with palpitating hand, Loops the last ’kerchief to the beaver’s band―― Upsoars the prize! The youth with joy unfeign’d, Regain’d the felt, and felt what he regain’d; While to the applauding galleries grateful Pat Made a low bow, and touch’d the ransom’d hat. ――――:o:―――― The First Parody in “Rejected Addresses.” The very first author selected for imitation by the Smiths was one whose writings have long since been forgotten, and whose name alone is preserved from oblivion by Byron’s lines:―― “Let hoarse Fitzgerald bawl His creaking couplets in a tavern-hall.” Mr. W. T. Fitzgerald actually sent in a serious address to the Drury Lane Committee on August 31, 1812. It was published, among the other _Genuine Rejected Addresses_, in that year. It contained the following lines:―― “The troubled shade of Garrick, hovering near, Dropt on the burning pile a pitying tear.” On which Smith remarks, “What a pity, that like Sterne’s Recording Angel, it did not succeed in blotting the fire out for ever! That failing, why not adopt Gulliver’s remedy?” Fitzgerald’s writings do not appear to have attained the dignity of a collected edition, but in the Library of the British Museum a number of his poems and prologues are preserved, from which the following is selected as a fair example of his style. It will also illustrate the humour of the parody. BRITONS TO ARMS. _Written by W. T. Fitzgerald, Esq., and recited by him at the meeting of the Literary Fund, July 14._