Middletown transcript., 1876-11-25
Original 4oetrp.
For the Middetown Transcript.
A DREAM, NOT ALL A DREAM

The gods, one day, held caucus on high,
Over John Bolus, who was shortly to die
The chairman, at ease, like others of earth,
Reclin'd in his chair-with twinkle Of mirtl
Remarkd with the fondest, parental regard
The meeting was naught, if wanting bard
| A son of the muse, with harp ready strung
| To tell all the world our actions in song
And ages unborn the lay shall rehearse
If old Uncle Zack will do it in verse.
| l name, brother gods, and l know you'll
concur,
He of all bards is the bard we prefer
| In an instant all the gods arose to their feet
And fue were appointed to give me seat,
They assign'd me place at the side of tht
chair
And, for once in my life, smoothed down
my hair,
Look'd wise as an osol and just as ssdate,
When l took up my pen their deeds to relate
THE PRISONER BROUGHT INTO COURT.
When the name of John Bolus was call d from
the docket,
At once all the gods put their hands on their
pocket
For none had forgot in that upper conclave,
John Bolus below, and the way he could
shave
To cancel that debt, was their object ween,
And they frown'd when they thought of his
razor so keen
Now, vengeance is ours-and they swore by
st. George,
John Bolus for once should quickly disgorge
They'd strip him, as beeches are strip'd when
they're full,
Nor heed, though he bellow'd like Willit's
big bull
With moves and motions they cut up such
pranks,
AS Congress once did o'er Fuller and Banks
Thus, contending, they spent night and
day,
For each in his turn, had something to say
One little god swore his motion should pass,
And mov'd tablet with the face of it brass,
This motion maintain d with logic and art,
'Twould represent truly his head and his
heart.
Then, said the 6ard, with loud merry laugh,
In which they all join d, here's his epitaph.
EPIrAPH OF JOHN BoLUs.
Here lies old thirty-three per cent
The more he got, the more he lent
The more he had, the more be shaved,
What need of HI if he be saved?
''Good," "good," was cried by every mem
ber there,
But the loudest good was echo'd from the
chair.
Such praise as this quick caused my eye to
leak,
FOR tears came rolling down my old and
bearded cheek.
After this burst of "pent up feeling" had |
ubsided, the Chairman called the meeting to |
rider, and thus addressed the members -
Brother gods, take pleasure in stating that |
,ur next meeting will take place this day two |
weeks, and your presence is earnestly request
d, as an im portant SUBJECT will be brought
'efore your honorable body for your profound
consideration; that you may reflect more ma
urely, and consider all the points, deem it
est to name the object for which we shall
neet is Tomb Stones! At this dread name
It once the gods all vanishd through the
door,
nd left the Bard sole master of the floor
tut sad to say that in their hasty flight
hey toppled over every burning light
nd there amid dark and awful gloom,
found myself fast lock- within a room,
d been asleep (for that pledge my word)
pom lounge, a-sa0ing Of my gourdk*
II y
EXPLANATION
y wife and girls had gone to spend the day,
nthoughted locpd me in and took the key
away.
WeSre indebted to Sussex county for those truly
,autMul and poetical words-Passing saw through
dry gourd produces the sound we wish to convey to
e reader-a genuine snore. Why, Purnel is saving
s gourd, meant snore, and know, in one instance,
lrnel did saw his gourd.
T. Med r