But, surely, no need then to speak to them twice— Four nautical heels were shown in a trice; Down thro’ the night, like a hound, they’re away To the lair of their quarry in Delaware Bay. The sun had come up when they rounded Port Penn. And O what a sight there for gods and for men! A schooner (ten guns pointed out from her side, With the flag of the Briton) swung free in the tide. With a leap like a tiger the boats swung around, Then straight for the Briton, with bound upon bound. “Grapple tight!” cried the Captain, and guiding his band, Up the side went Jack Barry, with cutlass in hand! He is over the rails in the flash of an eye,— “Strike, strike yonder flag or, by heaven, you die!” But never a hand or a foot there did turn; They were frozen with terror from stem unto stern. With a yell the bold Britons their weapons let go, Then, like mice in a pantry, they scurried below. “Boys, batter the hatches,” called Jack to his men; “We have got the red fox, at last, in his den.” The “Kitty” and “Mermaid” awoke, with a start, With the guns of their gallant trained straight at their heart. Their “Alert” was caught napping (drowsy lovers, beware!) And saucy Jack Barry had captured the fair. “Ho, run her in shore to yonder good pier; We’ll see how the foxes are burrowing here. Now loosen the hatches! Come foe or come friend! You’ll find Yankee sailors will take either end!” Then up came a Major; forsooth, he was glum; Two Captains, lieutenants, a man with a drum; Ten soldiers paced out, then a hundred marines, Like a troop in a play, strode out from the scenes! O the twenty and seven who came down thro’ the night Were as proud as the Cæsars to see such a sight; Three cheers, and three more boomed up, like the seas, As the flag of the Stars broke out on the breeze! O it is never safe, in making a boast, To reckon too easy, not counting your host; Nor is it quite prudent to count on your boat When saucy Jack Barry is up and afloat! JOHN JEROME ROONEY. PRESIDENT-GENERAL QUINLAN: Owing to the absence of Hon. W. A. Prendergast, who has been kept away by illness, we will proceed to the next speaker. I will ask you all to remain seated for a little while longer. I introduce to you one of the most distinguished Irishmen in our great city,—the man who, on every occasion where the cause of Ireland could be voiced, has stood in the foremost ranks; and, although he has petitioned me tonight to let him off, it would be like the play of “Hamlet” without Hamlet. I will ask Hon. John W. Goff, one of the Justices of the Supreme Court of the State of New York, to say a few words to this assemblage. (Applause.) [Illustration: HON. PATRICK F. McGOWAN. President of the Board of Aldermen and Acting Mayor of New York. 1906, 1907, 1908, and 1909.