The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-02-23

Whin, just the time in to stop my rymin,
The skirt was pulled nearly of my coat.
w hand here"
SEQ frind Obdyke who sLtud mkt the doore.
'Its mighty plaized tho you do look crazed 80.
am to see you, come up the ioore;
But Mick, my prince, sur, widout oflinse sur,
You surely have been a. dhrinkin sum-
sed ], "Your right, sur for such delight sur,
Makes betthcr snmles than Jamaycky rum"
HE BOWS AND BLEssEs
III ERE, take my arm, for meant no
IL harm, sir,
And come and safe you beside the chare;
l see your lady wid Misss Brady,
And the smythes and Lows in the corner
there"
So up the room, thro' the grand parrume to
The chare we marChd mid the bate of dhruu g.
And the people rose, and sbtud on their toes and
The band played up "See the Hayro comes !"
YNHIN Mister Low he did bow, as tho he
Il Nor made on purpose Tor to act petite;
And did thry toe, to come as nigh to
mud exprlshun OF my own deite;
SO down bmt 10 the Presidin;, who
When got up from that eraseful bow,
Did saize my hand so, and sed so grand, "Oh
My dear lrnd Cyrus here's Rooney now!"
y N'G thin, hs''' ''''D''' Win - HUI '"'nS'
And lade nv hands on his tbrobbn brow.
And sard, 'Brave toyler, there lives no spoyler
Can shtale thred rom yer glory now;
NV heart wild sighs full, wild tears nv eyes full.
/ bliss you here In the Peoples view,
Nav Faith iushpire us to deeds like Cyrus ~
And the People rose and they blissd him too.
ATTN AND BHRNKIN.
THIN all sat down, and the soup wint roun
4 and
The fish and mate and the Irish stew,
And the fruits and paste for to whet the taste or
To build foundayshun for something new.
Wild Roman punch, and the nuts to crunch and
Jellies from Spain and ices Greek;
Wit Clarit oldin and Sherries gOldn,
That sint glow to the drinkers cheek.
WHILE thus we took in the best of cookin,
w And washed it down wild the best of
dhrink
As duty boun to. looked aroun, to
Greet al magnates wild KNOWN wink,
First to the Chare did dhrnk in Sherry.
ARD Jhlu JO OlIuS III DIlEuI cudupuuGj
Thin 10 Count Corbal IN Shatow Orgal,
And in Burgunday to lord from Spayne.
TUST tain a wavter came to my safe, "Sur,"
sJ SAYS he, "the Admiral tits proud would
feel"
sez l, "Wid plezhure tell that ould trezhure
pleoge his helth in the best Mobile"
To Mister Beeeher tossed screecher,
And one to HorTass took down wild greed,
And thin to Hoffman l mkt did quof one,
Thin rousin bumper to Gineral Meade.
HE TELLS OF THE ToAsTs
THIN Doctor Bellows ard all good fellows,
Who keep us strait on the crookid way,
l dhrank in port; oh the good ould sort too,
That goes down aisy like dhrinkin tay.
Wid many anodher, who called me brodher,
dhrank in tumblers of prime Layhtt,
Nor missed the ladies in wine from Cadies,
That melts to luv and inshpires to wit.
A attn over we sat in clover,
"A ''Plaise co to ordher," sed Mister Low,
''ro I'LL aich glass now the bottles pass noW'
give the furst toast upon the row;
'T,s your Prisidint, whom the LORD has sint
To work his wondhers if he sint at all,
Nhatsr his caypers, swear by Jaypers
lie IL COulC Oul liBhb JiV SSAS+N -
ND so they showted, tho some few powted,
N And others put down their glass in
spleen,
But in good saison they came to ralsin
As the chare he bawld out, Nov boys, the
Queen!
lis Queen Victoray, her sowl to glory
Come dhrInk her. boys, and her daycent son.
Theres other varmint deserves a sarmint,
But Queen Victoray is not the one"
THE GUEST OF THE EVENING.
yTNHlN whin the cheern gey way to heerin,
The Chare he rose up wild shmile so blan,
And ma Ie a spaehe there no publick taycher
Could bate in grammar, or in langwidge grand
He ,ould us all, how widin the hall now,
Wild an humble heart sat the modest man,
Who shpite of thrubbles and burstin bubbles,
Wild parsayayrence had matured his plan.