St. Paul daily globe., 1888-08-05
GROVER AND JIM GO FISHING.


Twas in the latter part of June,
That Grover left his station;
And parted with his frankie
For little recreation.
For presidents, like other men,
Must have their sport and fun;
And drop the cares of office e..
For the tackle and the gun.
Now Grover loves rod and line,
And fishing in the sea;
Providing that the finny tribe
VIII nibble pretty free.
So Grove, for sake of company,
Takes Jimmy Hill along, r.
And Jim felt complimented
To be singled from the throng.
So Jim rigged up in yachting clothes,
And donned a large bandanna, =
To make the president feel good
Aboard the Susquehanna.
TITS morning on the ocean blue,
grand, a glorious sight;
The Susquehannas lying off
of Fire island light.
Who's that upon the quarterback
A-striding fore and aft
While thro' his dark and shaggy beard,
The gentle breezes watt.
'Tis Hill, the Manitoba king,
And as the ship doth rock,
He looks into the water
And he thinks of watered stock.
A trifie sick, he ne'er lets on,
But shams the jolly tar;
The while he feels he'd rather be
On board Pullman car.
A portly man with sun-burned face
Soon looms up on the scene,
'Tis Grover, and behind the gllls
He looks a trifle green.
They greet each other heartily,
And snuff the salty breeze;
And squatting on the ''tafyrail,"
They loll at perfect ease,
While Grove is spinning White house warns
And shifting round his cud,
Alongside comes the Geraldine,
And by and by, the Scud.
They're now on board the Geraldine,
With rod, and line, and bait,
And there stands Grover, staunch and true.
Who guides the ship OF state
But ships of state are one thing,
And ship at seas another;
And Grover knows as much bout Yachts
-AS SSWo NO O1 thSll DIOlucT.
''Shiver my mizzen stunsail boom,
If this amt life." says jim;
'By all the forecastle* crossjackt lifts,
You're right quoth Grove to him.
They're combing down the matches now"
Spoke Jimmy unto Grove.
Says Grove: ''They'l drop the anchor soon,
My Manitoba cove"
''If they will let the anchor go.n
Says Jim in fear and dread:
"They'n lose it surely in the sea-,
QuOth Grover: SOAK your head.''
''You fool" says Grove, he saw chance
To make a ten strike hit;
''Know ST thou that every anchor
Has string attached to it:''
The millionaire looked silly
AS bashful boy at school,
But questioned not, for Growers right,
Or nearly, as a rule.
A rumbling noise breaks up their chat, 3
The anchors left the bow;
And Jim goes for the fishing poles,
While Grover mops his brow.
Says Jimmy, Put pension on
Your hooklet for bait,
And for bite, I'll bet my life,
You'll not have long to wait.''
The same was done, the line let down,
And Grover felt pull;
He turned to jim. and smiling said:
I've struck hungry school" Z
He raised the heavy catch he had,
From out the waters wet.
And landed two old vet'rans, Z
Who're fighting battles yet .
ga veto tryr saws Jim s.rbis ffna -
You see what you have caught; =
The hook staid down for half an hour,
But devil bite he got.
'Now try civil service bait"
Says Jim to Grover fat;
"And cast your line far out and see
What luck you'll have with that
The line went out, the hook went down,
you've got bite cried jim;
And Grover landed ON the deck
A mugwump neat and trim.
Another cast, another bite,
The civil service bait
Was tempting to a business fish,
Now Grove had struck his gait.
A tariff bait was next put on;
Reform-How would that take?
A granger fish caught on to ii,
And him Grove couldn't shake
-''We've got the proper bait, I'm sure
Says Jim to Grover, now;
Grove nodded his assent to this,
AS much he would allow.
Pronounced ''fokesel." Pronounced
'crawjek.'