Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1857-11-07
VOL. XIV.
P 0 E 7 r Y.
NURSERY RHYMES FOR THE TIMES.

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;URsERY RHYMES FOR THE TIMES.
DArrEp FROM THE ORIGINAL GOOSE, ron Pun
ADKLPuA EvENINO BuLLErIS.l
Sing song Of specie,
Gotham all awry,
Seven aud Hfty Bank birds
Kuock into pi
When the Banks were open'd
The Cashiers tried to sing,
Wasn't that pretty dish
To send to Goy'nor King!
The King up at Albany
Fighting oil the brokers,
The Cashiers In Wall street
Working hard as stokers;
Presidents shining
Up and down the street.
Out rushed B,ooa bear
And knocked them of their feet.
IIark hark the Banks do bark,
The brokers have to town,
Some with " bags aud some with rags"
To hunt the specie down.
There man in our town,
Who wondrous wise,
lie jumped into the Barbary coast,
And drew out his supplies.
And when he got his specie out,
with all his might and main,
lie rushed into another bank
And concluded that all things consi lered
lie might well deposit 1t agaiu.
Here We go up, up, up!
Here we go round round, roundy
Here we 20 backwards aud forwards,
Here VIC 20 down, down, downy
tstocz reports)
Ba ba Bank sheep, have you any gold
Yes, marry, have l, three bags told
One for depositors for me,
And one for old chap that lives across the sea
Note-shaver Note shaver
Fly away home
Your notes arc protested,
Your fingers will burn
one-Two! What shall do
Three-Four Close up the door
Five-s They coming like bricks.
Seven Eight Ask them to wait
Nineteen Good friends, come again.
Eleven--Twelve The deposites we'll shevc.
Thirteen-Fourtcen stop exporting!
Fifteen-sixteen. Amt we fixed in
Seventeen Eighteen Keep EN- waiting
Nineteen-Twenty Vaults are empty
There a Public had Bank,
And 1t had naught to give her.
1t paid out its notes, and marked its checks,
And bade its folks consider.
The folks considered very we'll,
But couldn't get their money,
And bade them play another tune
"Oh specie-paying's funny!'
Monday night, 1t shall be the whole caro-
To say that Banks are all on the square,
On Tuesday morning the folks will come in,
Never a one of EN- get any tin.
Fifty odd banks were bulled up by the Workers
Seventeen times high as the moon;
When they expected suspension don't know,
But come the smash did and remarkably SOON
"1orKers, new forkers, New FORMERS, saiu I,
"why do you brag remarkably high'n
To keep up exchange while We cam they cry,
/" But we'll fall aud be with you by and by
There was a Teller who had naught,
And drawers came to spot it
Ife slept into the specie vault,
And then they thought they'd got it
But he crept out the other side,
And then they could not find him;
lie ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,
And never looked behind him.
Pay my check, pay my check, Bankers man,
No can't, master, by any plan
Then take IL and cross II and mark 1t with q,
And then 1t will do for Tommy and me.
Pretty Director your Bank let me milk,
III give your wife an imported silk.
And dozen gloves as you shall see,
Ifyou will come down with a discount to me.
Richard and Robin two pretty men,
They laid abed till the clock struck ten
Robin starts up and looks at the sky,
To Bank brother Richard, our specie is dry;
Do YOU 20 before with the check and the bag,
And I'll follow after on little Jack nag.
High ding diddle, remember Mich. Diddle,
The Banks have gone up like balloons
The Democrats laughed to the SPORT
And the Brokers went M for the spoons.
The wise men of Gotham
Went to sea In bowl
fthe bowl had been stronger
My tale had been longer.
MISCE L L A N Y.