The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1895-08-25

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against ancient evils, and it would seem as
though this view of them might be correct.
At all events many of them have required
very little alteration to transform them
into caps that fit modern heads. The Illus
trations are by the author and are as strik-
ing and suggestive as the text is pat.
Whether Mr.. Mighels' up-to-date rendi-
ton of Mother Goose will ever become
nursery classic is delicately doubtful ques-
ton, but children of larger growth will
find them worth reading. Here, for in
stance, is our authors version of "Black-
birds in Pie":
Sing song of Congressman,
Some OF them are sly:
Four and twenty issues false
Baked into the pie.
When the pie Is opened
All these issues bold
Crowd important measure4
Right out in the cold.
Men are in the counting-houSe
Making lots of money,
Barterng the daily laws
Of for sug. and honey.
Man who goes around 10 try
To help good thing pass
Sure to be arrested soon
For walking on the grass.
Our friends in Oregon and elsewhere will
appreciate the following:
Ball. bah, " estern sheep, have you any wool?
Yes, but what's the use of it? haven't any pull.
Prices, like cotton, down: doesn't pay at all:
Lots of men will make US into meat before the
fall.
And he of the woolly West will also see
reason as we'll as rhyme in this:
One pig corners the markets,
One pig forecloses on homes,
One pig raises the price of beef
One at his tax always foams.
All cry: 1--WE, we, we
Rake for the dollars with combs"
There is a vast meaning in the artistic
reserves of the new Mother Goose's" ac-
count of certain marine adventure:
Three young men of Gotham
Went to sea In a bowl;
The bowl was so strong
My song can't be long
A capital thing in the book is Mr..
Mighels' up-to-date rhyming alphabet,
with its capital hits upon problems of the
day; and one of the best illustrations rep
resents the Tammany tiger, crook in hand,
posing as Little Bo-peep, who
Lost voting sheep
And couldn't tell where to find them;
They scattered away one electon-day,
Dragging their ballots behind them.
Then the Bo-peep fell fast asleep
And dreamed he heard them voting;
When he awoke he found 1t a JOKE,
And now up Salt River he's boating.
Lofty principle and brotherly love figure
in the rhymes as the babes in the
woods, who were "Stolen away on a CIV
ilized day" and left to perish and Column
bia is represented as the market-woman OF
the old song who fell asleep in the King S
highway. There came that way sundry
political tricksters who "Cut her petticoats
all round about" and the poor thing
stands, her petticoats of prosperity, indus
try, financial security, cut off at her knees.
She is in great distress, but, like her nur-
sery prototype, has bright thought and
cries:
putf T ha r as 7 In h0na he
I've a dog, my Citizen and he'll know me.
If be ], he'll wag happy tail.
And If be not 1, he'll loudly bark and wall.
But, alasl history repeats itself !
Home went the woman, all in the dark.
Up got the Citizen and he began TO bark;
He began to bark and she began to cry
sLauk a. mercy on me, this Is none of I"
By all odds the best thing in the book is
the new blouse That Jack Built" which,
with its remarkable illustrations appeared
in the New York Herald a year or so ago.
The house that Jack built is the Capitol
at Washington and sundry English bank
ers and others are shown as rats, stealing
from the treasure the golden "malt that
lay in the house that Jack built" The
citizen cat observes them, but is worried
by the treasury watchdog (Carlisle) and
prevented from catching them. There is
real pathos in the two pictures, with
their accompanying verses, that show the
statue of Liberty lighting the world" as
1.-The maiden all forlorn," and crushed,
heartbroken workman sitting beside his
useless tools as
The man all battered and torn.
Who loved the maiden all forlorn, ETC.
Mr.. Mighels is his own publisher, but the
Chips Company supplies the trade and the
book is for sale in San Francisco by Doxey.