Saturday press. [volume] (Honolulu, H.I.) 1880-1885, 1885-02-07
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Donnc and pc bre,cde SIR Claus
Sir Claus he was wealthy knight;
His surname it was Sprcckes.
His signature when it he'd write
Was good for countless sheckels
Sir Danne journalist was he,
Dan Lyons, an you please,
a Journalist Of high degree
Say "a
Sir Claus he was Friscan knight,
And sugar formed the blade
With which he put his foes to fight
And make his friends afraid.
III Crush En- - was the legend dread
Emblaioncd on his shield,
And many a caitif bowed his head
When Spreckes took the field.
In Frisco Sir Claus ruled the roost,
tThe tented field, mean)
To many friend he gave boost,
And countless friends were seen
To court the sunshine Of his smile
While Fortune waved her wand,
While higher grew the golden pile
lie brought from DER the pond.
But knights grow old and friendships stale
Fair weather friends will fly;
And shrewd Sir Claus coming gale
Detected in the sky.
Presumptuous knights ambitious grow
To break spear with me.
No longer sugar kingr' Oh! hol
We'll, traitors, We shall see !"
The good Sir Claus five islands owned,
Set in a tropic frame,
BY every balm and blessing zoned.
Hawaii was their name.
Long had he ruled-more kings than he
Had been will be again
Vet in that kingdom one might see
"FnH jHsficf 10 al Ri<,s-n'-
flad not been the unfailing law
The lode-star Of his sway.
Had there been io1e, in place OF atrt,
Sir Claus had ruled to-day.
But no, Sir Claus desired to see
His viceroy's happiness.
That vieeroy would a ruler be
And wanted the impress,
On certain silver disklets, OF
His own benignant face.
In token OF his royal love
Sir Claus bestowed his grace,
And bade the viceroy take the toy
And call it coinage" So
The viceroy's bauble gave him joy
And worked the p<opit woe ,
In stout rebellion rose they then
ihpSc lsIhnu people brave.
They called the king aud viccroy "Men
Who threatened to enslave.
'' a sovereign people, tried and true,
Loyal yet proudly free"
And limited that they ought to do
''As Boston. with the tea"
Tall Sir Dame Lyons-erafty Dame
Rose early in the morn,
And in the loyal legion's van
footed a lu,ty horn.
No post too dangerous for him,
No hope was too forlorn,
For valiant Danne, whose life and limb
Were hted to adorn
The court Of princes, tan he chose y
Yet in the battles brunt
Pressed ever towards the fercest foes,
Full in the battles front.
Sit Claus had scented from aiar
The battle mastering
h"h w sstioF. MWeH TOT war
Bad rhymel and clustering,
lie landed on the rebel strand,
Aud pitched his standard there;
And rallied round trusIy band,
lie knew would do and dare.
Behold MS h,Jf man in sAe eape,
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Was that brave knigh, OF county siamp.
Tha, knigh, OF high degree,
The tall Sit Danne. "My liege," he cried
4" / greet you with great JOY"
Sir Claus, the turncoat knigsi espied
And so6ly said, My boy,
"what little aSs would you fain grind p
" No axe at all, quo,h d rnne.
"oh Satan, Satan ges behind
Tha, is too thin, my man."
And all the people laughed to see
The woald be bitter, bi,.
And tall Sir Daniel slgBS away
For he Was sorely bic,
p, $. This highly moral tale is,
fortunately unfinished, Its sequel ,
be written only when Time" 81
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rapidly getting ready to do.
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