Part 37 (2/2)

THE BALLAD OF THE EMEU

Oh, say, have you seen at the Willows so green-- So charming and rurally true-- A singular bird, with a manner absurd, Which they call the Australian Emeu?

Have you Ever seen this Australian Emeu?

It trots all around with its head on the ground, Or erects it quite out of your view; And the ladies all cry, when its figure they spy, ”Oh! what a sweet pretty Emeu!

Oh! do Just look at that lovely Emeu!”

One day to this spot, when the weather was hot, Came Matilda Hortense Fortescue; And beside her there came a youth of high name,-- Augustus Florell Montague: The two Both loved that wild, foreign Emeu.

With two loaves of bread then they fed it, instead Of the flesh of the white c.o.c.katoo, Which once was its food in that wild neighborhood Where ranges the sweet Kangaroo, That too Is game for the famous Emeu!

Old saws and gimlets but its appet.i.te whets, Like the world-famous bark of Peru; There's nothing so hard that the bird will discard, And nothing its taste will eschew That you Can give that long-legged Emeu!

The time slipped away in this innocent play, When up jumped the bold Montague: ”Where's that specimen pin that I gayly did win In raffle, and gave unto you, Fortescue?”

No word spoke the guilty Emeu!

”Quick! tell me his name whom thou gavest that same, Ere these hands in thy blood I imbrue!”

”Nay, dearest,” she cried, as she clung to his side, ”I'm innocent as that Emeu!”

”Adieu!”

He replied, ”Miss M. H. Fortescue!”

Down she dropped at his feet, all as white as a sheet, As wildly he fled from her view; He thought 'twas her sin,--for he knew not the pin Had been gobbled up by the Emeu; All through The voracity of that Emeu!

MRS. JUDGE JENKINS

(BEING THE ONLY GENUINE SEQUEL TO ”MAUD MULLER”)

Maud Muller all that summer day Raked the meadow sweet with hay;

Yet, looking down the distant lane, She hoped the Judge would come again.

But when he came, with smile and bow, Maud only blushed, and stammered, ”Ha-ow?”

And spoke of her ”pa,” and wondered whether He'd give consent they should wed together.

Old Muller burst in tears, and then Begged that the Judge would lend him ”ten;”

For trade was dull, and wages low, And the ”c.r.a.ps,” this year, were somewhat slow.

And ere the languid summer died, Sweet Maud became the Judge's bride.

But on the day that they were mated, Maud's brother Bob was intoxicated;

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