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My Little Polly's a Peach 

Copyright, 18M, by Spaaldinc ft Oray. 

Entered at Stationers' Ilall, London.— Words and Huaio by 0«o. M. Cohan.— All rlghta reserred. 

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My heart's pierced by love's dart, for I have a sweetheart, 
-i;.^'--..' '.' And one to be proud of, i'ni snre; 

r ,; : There's no girl tliai's sweeter, I wish you could meet her, 

' ;■ V •; ■ . For all kinds of blues she's u cure. 

. ; . ' I love lier so dearly, I'm crazy, or nearly: 
■■■■:^~'- Her smiles they are wortli iiirtunts ench. 

And when we go straying, I hear ttie boys snying '' 
That my little Polly's a " peach."| 

J ;r Chorus. 

;!; Bite's the girl I dream abont, I think the world of Polly; 

. ,• ■ Site's tlie girl I never doubt, she's tiot n CRue of '•jolly." - " 

• :'■■'. If you saw her, in your heart a tender spot slu^'d leacli: 

>.''-; ° Sweet as tbe rest of them, good us the best of iheui, Polly's a "peach. 

There's sometiiing about her, I can't do wilhont ber, ■ 

Of no one but Polly I Ulk; 
I call on Iter Sunday, and sometimes on Monday, ''-.::.- 

And then we go out for a walk. :• .■'.■ v; . 

I know that tier Ma will agree, if her Pa will, > 

And I think that he'll l>e enticed 
To let little Polly just jump on a trolley with me^'-; .. .' . 

To go down and get spliced. . <"., 

Cborub. • - :/ 

She's the girl I dream about, I think the world of Polly;^ • ';;) 

She's tlie girl I never doubt, slie'snot a case of "Jolly." ■ ' ; 

If you saw licr, in your heart a ten<ier spot she'd reach; ■••-• ■• ■; 

Sweet as tbe rest of them, good us tbe best of tbem, Polly's a ^'peaeb.^ 


Down in Poverty Row 

Parody— Written by Frank J. Murray. 

Ontflide of a dnsty tenement, 

With every flat to let. 
In one there lives nn Irish girl 

Who can't speak German yet; 
She blows up tires for bicycles. 

And she's all riciit on tlie l)low. 
With a wheel in lier heac!, an<l often it's said. 

She's a good thing iu Poverty Row. 


Down in Poverty Row, don't ask me where. 
You can live without a cent if you only breathe the air; 
Eacli girl has her l>oy, and so so, don't you Uiiow: 
There's none of them riglit, you can take wliat you like, 
Down ill Poverty Row. 

In winter time the snow will fall 

At night as well as day. 
And tlien ttiey all eal enow-balls, 

It's cheai)er tlian eating bay: ^ ". 

They nil dance 'round \\\>axi the ice, 

And any old thing will go, 
Tlien they sing far and near, 'My Dad's tbe Engineer,' 

All 'roniid in Poverty Row. 


Down in Poverty Row, don't ask me where. 
You can live witliout a cent if you only breathe the air; 
Each girl has her l)oy, and so so, don't you know; 
There's non<- of tliem riuht, you can take what you like, 
Down ill Poverty Row. 


Just Tell Them that Yeu Saw Me 

Parody— Written by Fnink J. Murray. 

While standing on ray feet one night, a change from on ray head- 

'Twas after I had chewed a chicken pie— 
I saw a cop wlio saw me, be was looking iiungry, too. 

And wieilied that he was half as full as I. 
"Is that you, Patf " said I to liiin; says he, "Begob, it is; 

I've got to pull some one or lose me job: 
I guess I'll run yon in, me boy, before I will forget." 

Bays I, "Alt right, but when you see tbe mob— 

■■ ■"■■^,;-, •■■>:■.-■,'';• • Chorus. 

••Jnst say that I was with you, or that I saw yon last; 

Just telephone I'm working, 'nit,' you know: 
Just spring it, I've been hypnotized and got it in the hip, 

Just tell them any old thing, it wiM go." 

While riding down the bay one niglit within a cable car. 

After tlie conductor pinched my fare, 
I saw a eirl who worked for nte when I ran a "Cbing" laundry. 

And writing checks in Cliiiiee language there. 
*' I'm gla<l to see you. Jack, acain," that's wliat she said to me; 

I said, " I'm sorry that we met at all: 
I owe your mother twenty, Kate, and sister 'l)oat the same. 

But I'll l)C 'round to see them when I call. 

Chobdb. •■■; , 

" So tell tliem that yon saw me and T was fast asleep, 

Just tell them I was trying to touch you: 
Then whisper to your sister if she'ii let me have a ten, 

I could love her better tlian I used to do." 

She May Have Seen Better Days 

Copyright, 1891, by T. B. norms A Co. 

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While strolling along with the city's vast throng. 

On a night tliat was bitter cold, 
I noticed a crowd, who were laughing alond 

At sometiiing they chanced to beliold: 
I stopped for to see wliat tlie object could be, 

And there, on a doorstep, lay 
A woman in tears, from tlie crowd's angry jeers, 

And then I beard sonielrady say: 

"She may have seen better days, 

When she was in her prime; 
She may liave seen better days _; ' .' 
'" t' Once upon a time; ■'.' 

r\:. . Though by the wayside she fell, ■; „ ; .".'■•. 
She may yet mend her ways; 
gome poor, old motlit-r is waiting for ber, ■' 
Who luu) eeen better days. 

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" If we could hut tell why the poor creatnre fell. 
Perhaps we'd not be so severe; 

ir the truth were but known of this outcast alone, 
Mayhap we would ail shed a tear. 

She was once some one's joy, cast aside like a toy- 
Abandoned, forsaken, unknown." 

Every man standing by had a tear in bis eye. 
For some bad a daughter at home.— Vhorug. 

The crowd went away, but I Joneer did stay. 

For from her I was loath to depart; 
I knew by her moan, as she sat there alone. 

That something was breaking her lieart. 
She told me her life— she was once a good wife, 

Respected and honored by all; 
Ber husband had fled ere iliey were long wed. 

And tears down her cheeks sadly tuXL—CliorUi, 




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One niplit n» I eat tiy my flrcKUle, eo w<arv, 

And drraininj; of friemls " lio uere fiir, fur away: 
Though iiicinory broiiu'tit nji; s-onie thontflits sad and dreary. 

Yet ollivrn ciiine. too. Hint "ere cheerful and jjay, 
When, all of II eiMlil.n. 1 found my eye r.slinf; 

On soniciliinu rlmr brouolii many pcriies to my mind— 
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I tlioML'hi iliat I nii},'l^i in tiicir liitiiory llnd. 
Tlie flrst scene iliat I eaw that iiiL'lit I thoiiulit \va9 quite a iileaBant Bight, 

A irrand old room al)liize with liirlit— I uhiiKptreil, "Kind ngards," 
Whilst 'round ilic board eat youii" and old, tliey played for love and not for gold. 

Whilst joy and sorrow all iiniold was tii that pack of cards. 

The next eceno I saw filliMl my lieart with creat pity- 
It waa u youni; man, and Ids parenls 1 knew; 

'TwaB Uieir only eon, wlioni they'd pent to the city 
To sillily and i;row u|i a geiitU'inun I run. 

His wi-ekiy allowance they thought would suffice him 
To live on ilie hest and for (>tndy In pay; ' 

They km-w nor lliat evil coni|>anlo;iB enticed liim 
Away from his oiiidU'S at poker to play. 

I saw liini as he Itft liie seat, he never tlio)i{;ht his pais would cheat: 
Each time he pia>ed he met defeat, and biIH lie called them pards; 

But there will come a reck'ninc day, and he will lliroimli tliiB foolish play 
BriiiK sorrow in the old folks' way, all through that pack of cards. 

The last scene of all I beheld with much sorrow. 

For there wne the scene of the gambler's black fate; ■ 
No tlioimht had they got of the waking to-morrow. 

Though then they'd repent but to find it too late. 
The briuht Kold was etaclved by Hie side of each player, 

The miser's black creed was in every man's heart. 
As quickly the bets p;issed twixt hacker and layer. 

And ruin was king lu the devil's slave mart. 
" I'll Slake a hundred on this came." " I'll go yon, sir." " I'll do the same." 

Wlio care^ for misery and shame, as each his" treasure guards. 
"Yon lie! 1 saw you iiirn that an- "—a smaMliini; blow ritihr in the face — 

A pistol shot, and death's disgrace was in that pnck of cards. 




While standing on my feet one night, a change from on my head— 

'Twas after I had chewed a chicken pie— 
I saw a cop who bi.w me, he was looking hungry, too, 

And wished that he was half as full as I. 
"Is that yon, Pat?" said I to him; eavB he, "Begob, it is; 

I've got to pull some one or lose me Job; 
1 guess I'll run you in, me l)oy, before I will forget." 

Says I, "All right, but when you see the mob— 

" Jiisf eny that I was with yon, or that I saw yon last; 

Just telephone I'm working, 'nit,' you know; 
Just spring it, I've been hypnotized and got It in the hip, 

Just tell them any old thing, it will go."' 

While riding down the bay one night within a cable car, . ■ 

After the conductor pinched my fare, 
I Baw a girl who worked for ine when I ran a "Chint " laundry, 

And writing checks in Cliinee language there. 
" I'm glad lo see you. Jack, again," that's what she said to me; 

I said, " I'm sorry that we met at all, 
I owe your mother twenty, Kate, and sieter 'bout the same, 

But I'll he 'round to see them when I call. 

"So tell them that yon saw me and I was fast asleep, _ " 

Just tell ihem I wax trying to touch you; 
Then whisper to your sister if she'd let me have a ten, 

I could love her better than 1 used to do." 

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Times were bard in Irish town, ev'rything was going down. 

And Pat Malone was pushed for ready cash; 
De for life insurance spent all his money to a cent. 

So all of Ins alYairs had gone to smash. 
But his w ife spoke up and said: "Now. dear Pat, if yon were dead. 

That twenty thousand dollars wc cmild take." 
And eo Pat lay d'>wn and tried to make out that he had died. 

Until he smelt the whiskey at the wake; 
Then Pat Malone fort'ot that he was dead. 

He raised himself ami shouted from the bed: 
"If this wake goes on a minute, the corpse lie must be in it; 

You'll have to get. m»? drunk to keep me dead." 
Then Pat Mahme forgot that lie was dead; 

He rairieil himself and shouted from ttie bed: 
" If th'B wake goes on a minute, tiic corpse be must be in it; 
You'll have to get nu' drunk to keep me dead." 

Then they gave the corpse a sup, afterwards they filled him up. 

And laid him out again upon tne bed: 
Then before the morning gray ev'rybody felt so gay, 

They all forgot he only played off dead. 
So they took him from the bunk, still alive, but awful drnnk. 

And put liiin in tlie conin. with a pray'r; 
But the driver of fiie cart said: " Bedad, I'll never start 

Until I see that some one pays the fare." 
Then Pat Malone forgot that he was dead; 

He sat up ill the cotlln, while he said: 
"If you dare to doubt my credit, you'll Ik; sorry that yon said it; 

Drive on, or else the corpse will break your head." 
Then Pat Malone forirot that be was dead; 

Ue sat up In the coflin, w hile he said: 
"If you dare to doubt my credit, you'll be sorry that you said it; 

Drive on, or else the corpse will break your head." 

So the fiin'ral started out on the cemetery route. 

And the neii;libors tried ibc widow to console. 
Till they stoppe.l be«ide the base of Malone'8 last resting place. 

And ueiitly loweicd Patrick in the hole. 
Then M.iloiie beLan to see, just as plain as one, two, three. 

That he'd forgot to reckon on the end; 
So. as cloiis beuaii lo drop, be broke off the coffln top, 

And to the caith he quickly did ascend. 
Then Pat Malone forjjot that be was dead, 
' And from the cemetery quickly fleil; 

He came nearly going under; it's a lucky thing, by thunder. 

That Pat Malone I'oroot that he was dead. 
Then Pat Malone forgot that he was dead, 

And from the Cemetery quickly fled; 
He came nearly going under; it's a lucky thing, by thunder, 

Tbat Pat Haloue forgot that he was dead. 

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Words and Music by Monroe H. Ro«enfi>ld. 

Ton said yon loved me better than I knew. 

But ah I you know you spoke untrue; 
Tour heart was faiililess and your love was faisc. 

And yet I lovc<l, I loved but you. 
Toil claimed me as your liuppy bride. 

You pressed ine lo your loving side; 

You to<ik my hand Wit bill your own. 
And vowed you loved but me alone. 
But all! you little dreuin'd I knew 
That you were faithless and iintrae. 


And now I wander sad and lone, the past a drear and vain regret, 
And the' your many vows were broken, 1 cannot help, I love you yet. 

"I loved you better than yon knew, machrce" — 

Those were the words you spoke to me. 
And tho' I thought yon loved me as you said, 

i knew that tins could never be. 
For woman's lieart is not a toy. 
One deed her love will oft destroy; 
I saw you kiss another's lips. 
Like bee, which stolen honey eipB. 
Atnl ah! you liiile dreiini'd I knew 
That you (\ere f:iitli.iss anil untrue. — ChortiS. 


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Words by Alice. 

Mucic hy Andrew Hack. 

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Maggie, my own. MaL'gie, my dear, 
Hap|>y am I when you are nigli; 
I love you more and more. 

Dry that bright tear, lie of good cheer; 
Wherever I wander, though years may roll on. 
You've a place ill my beat t, Muggie dear. 
Maggie, my own, Maggie, my dear, 

IIa|>|)y am I w hen you are iii>;b. I lovc you more and more; 
Oh, liglil of my lif.*. be iiiv little wife. 
My own Bweet Maggie Astliore. 

Hagcic, my own, Maggie, my dear. 

By night and day for you I'll pray; 

Think of me, love, alone. ' .: 

Thongb far away, still I'll be rear; 
• . The light of your eyes mv brlulit beacon will be 
.., And gnide me to yoo, Maggie ieu.—Chonu. 



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. I'm « flacent yonnc colleen just over from Ireland, 

And all of the Uoye seem to run after nie; 
■ Sure, tlit-y tliiiik 'kiise I'm Irish there "« ureen in my optic, 
But, faiih, lliere'e no green iu my eye, you can see. 
J know which from whether, and tliis from tlie other; 

I know their decavin', deliidlierin' xvay— 
And BO, when they Come wid their coaxin' and maehln', 
I only winlt at tbeia and to tliem I eay : 

CaoBUS. . 

•♦Arrali, go onf yon're simply tnzin'l 

'Pon my word, you're eoinething awful! 

Lave me alonel you're mighty pltiziii^ Arrali! eo 'way, go On; 

Go wid ye, go 'way; go wiU ye, go 'way, go on I " 

There's wan of them carries np bricke to tlie mortar, 
;.■ He fells me he has a flue ginileuiun's f>hop; 
■ For all he's got to do is to climl) up the liiddcr. 
And the work is all <ione liy ttie man ai the top. 
Be Bays it's himself cud keep iiic like a lady; 
He's " wan-wan " a week, imd he's overtime, too; 
' He swears I can have his " wan-wan " if I'll marry, ■ 

Bat I only laugli and then say, " Wir-ras-lrue I "—Chonu. 

': Another wan is a big lump of a p'licemnn, 
> Hti's not lonir from Ireliin<l, hie name is Mick Lynn; 
And he swears if he sees nny otlicrc come niashin', 

Bedad and begorrni he'll run tlii-m nil in. 
He's give me n watch— I cim Buess where he got it, \ , 

For lie's on night duty: he sees me l.y day. 
Be swars to h<- true, a bi^ oath on his truncheon. 
But I only luU ut liis feet and 1 »&y:~ Chorus. 

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Colored folks, have yon heard the news that's been exciting every coon, 

Tliere's goint to he a jnbiiee, and it's going to gather 'round the moon; 

There's Venue, there's Saturn, there's Jupiter iind Mars, 

There's a comet and an eclipse of the sun, the moon ami stars; • 

There"B a new sensation now, one that's deligliting every coon, 

For brother Jasper, he declares there's a midway iu the moon. 


The midway In the moon, tlie midway in the moon, 

With the Ijoolii. hoola. boola. hooln, hoola. 

Every coon will liave a chance to do tlie hoochy, coochy dance, 

When we get up to the midway in the moon. 

White folks nil must bear in mind that, wiien the coons begin to dance, 

'I'liere'll be no choice or color line, for that day the nigs will have a chance; 

Let's uliisper, let's whisper, now coons don't yon be shy: 

Don't you hurry, don't \ou worry, for it's coming bye and bye; 

There's a new sensation now, one that's delighting every coon, 

For brotlur Jasper, he declares there's a midway in the moon. — Choru$. 



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I now take my pen in hand, sweet Kitty Shea, 
To write you a letter from over the sea; 
I'm well and 1 hope this will find you the same — • 
If my writing is bad, tlien my.i)en is to blame. 
I'm lonely, since I left the dear old green isle. 
For somehody's bright face and eomeliody'fl smlto; 
And tliat is the reason I write to you now. 
To ask you a queelion, if you will allow. 

Cnontis. •■ 

What will yon say, sweet Kitty Shea, 

If I should ask you to marry some day? 

Will you say " Yes, dear," or will you say " Nay "— 
Oh, what will you say, sweet Kitty Sheaf 

If what I am writing should not reach you, dear, 

I liope that yon always will think of me here. 

And tell your old father and mother for me. 

That I'll take care of them if my «ife you'll be; 

Now my Ink is red and so is the red rose, 

And my love is there where the dear elmmrock grows; 

Now sugar is sweet and the violets are bUie, 

And blue loo I'll be till I hear, dear, from you.— Choru*. 


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Words and Music by Joe J. Casey. 

I'm a celebrated workingman, me duty I never Shirk; 

I can do more work than any inim from Pittsburgh to New York; 

It's a perfect holy terror, boys, how I'll get through me work. 

Providing I can do it in a barroom. 
I'll hoist derricks with me ehouliler, push freight cars with me breath. 
That will make the boss feel tickled, till he's on the edge of death. 
But, between us nil, now whisper that I only have to sweat. 

When I'm doiug manual labor iu the barroom. 

There are coppers without nnmlwrs, with their well-developed chests. 

Who make the most astouiuliiig of ihe whole police arrests: 

They'll pound the air with vengeance, then dilate their manly chests; 

If you II only chase the liquor in a barroom. 
They will catch thieves wltliout immhers, they'll be up to snuff, yon see; 
They've cau<!ht a hundred murderers, including you and me. 
But you'll find oat when you know tliem that they must have twenty-three 

Of the very largest schooners in the barroom. 

There are actors who have acted in a hundred different rolet. 
And some whose fame esteiul beyond those two cotifoiinded poles. 
But you'll find their acting qualiiies lies deep wiihin their souls. 

And they draw their inspirations from a barroom. 
Their poses are heroic, and their methods are sublime: 
They give old Garrick cards and spades, their soul is full of rhyme, 
But when you come to solve them you will find that at the trime 

They only do their John McCul lough's in a barroom. 

There's the politician robust, with his pre-election ways, " 

Who works his fine iiiflneiice on the blooming Fourth Ward jayi^ ': 
And for fourteen kegs of lager then his nolis he boldly pays. 

And he operates his canvass in the barroom; 
But when tlie election's o'er and the free l)eer is all gone, -'- '; 

He'll wonder how the deuce it was that his opponent won; 
He'll find out that I voted for the other son of tt gun, 

And I Often jollied heelers iu the barroom. - .■ 


If They'd Only Write & flsk Me io Come Home 

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'" : Words and Music by Chas. E. Boer. 

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'■'•' Jnet down the etreet a block or two 
.' 1 Lives Murphy 'e dautshter Nell; .■ 

.<;'; Ber hair la fair, her eyes are blue, . . 
Indeed, ehti'B quite a belle; 
, 'She Biiiilea on me whene'er we meet, 
• She hoB my heart and hand completa, 
,'■■ And when work Ib done I Blart and run 
My Nell to meet. 

Dennie Mnrphy's daughter Nell 

WaltB for me after lea; 
She knowB well, she dure not tell 

That she's engaged to me. 
But one of these days, when I get a raise, 

Tbe boy that she loves 80 well 

Will marry Deuuie Murphy's daughter Neli. 

Tbe old man says liis dangbter Nell 

Cau never niurry nie; 
8ayB, she must wed a howling swell, 

That's rich and up in "G." 
'' £nt on his Neli I've got first call, 

She says it's nie or none at all. 
And laBt nigbt she said we will be wed 

Some time this t&W.—Chorut. 

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Id a cozy little cottage sat a couple old and gray, 

A Are lu the hearth was burning bright, 
Tiiere a letter they were reudlug frum their son who went astray; 

He left them on one cold and winl'ry night: 
His companions, whom were evil, hud him forge bis father's name; 

The parent, in his an^er, wished him dead: 
But the sou had since repented, and this letter home had come. 

And to bis wife these words the old man read : 

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Let roe tabe my place at iioine again. 
Back amonn the dearest friends of all, 
;' Back to mother's dear caress, and your old age I will bless, 
i Then let me talie my place at borne again. 

Now the old man would not listen to the pleadings of his lioy, 

Tbe dear old mother's health soon gave away. 
For her heart was Badly pining for her son, her only Joy, 

Who left them in both sorrow and dismay; 
One night as they were sitiing by their cozy fireside. 

The sou was brouuht in pule and ill from need. 
Then the father he foreuve him, and with joy the mother cried. 

And now my lad no longer has to plead:— C'fwnis. 

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Denied a Home 

■y Dad's the Engineer 

I Never Loved until i Hot You 

Dennie Hurpliy's Daugliter Nell 

After Your Wand'ring, Come Home ^ 

HThey'dOnly Write andAskMetoComeRome 

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Words by Harry S. Marion. Music by J. P. MoltaB. 

Two little BwcetheartB, coming from Bchooi one day— .; ': J --. 

Shyly he told ber, in a Iwyisii way: .. ■.,...,-■";.;■ 

"When I am older, I'll ask you to marry me: • -; • 

I'll watcb o'er and guide you wherever you go, and no barm aball come to thee. 

"Yon are my sweetheart, I will love yon ever; 
Whatever troubles you may have, we will share together. 
When I'm a man I will marry you, then we'll never part; 
There's nothing too good iu ibis world for yon, my own Bweethcart." 

Yenrs have rolled onward, journeying on through life; S ; 

These liiile sweethearts now are man and wife. 

Two little children, rnnninK around iit pliiy. 

Often remind bim of school-boy days, when to bis ewcetheart he'd say:— CAo. 

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Words and Music by Charles K. Harris. 

In a Pullman palace smolcer sat a number of bright men. 
You could tell that they were druminero, nothing 8«emed to trouble them, : " , 
When up spoke a handsome fellow, " Come, lei's have a story, boys. 
Something that will help to pass the time away." . . • 

"I will tell you how we'll nianat;e, " siiiil a bright knight of the grip, 

" Let us have three wishes, something good ami true; 
We will give friend Bob the first chance, he's the oldest gathered here "— 

Thee they listened to a wish that's always new: 

"JuBt to be a child agiiiu at mother's knee, 
Jnst to hear her sing the same old melody. 
Just to hear her speuk in loving sympathy. 
Just to kit's her lips attain. 
Just to liave hiT fondle me with tender care. 
Just to feel ber dear, soft finders ihrooirh my hair, 
■ ' There is no wish iu this world that can compare. 

Just to be a child at motlier's knee." 

There they sat, those jolly drummers, not a sound that moment heard. 
While their tears were slowly falling, there was no man spoke a word, 
For the memories of their childhood days had louched their dear kind heartB, 
When, as children, they had played at mother's knee. 
Then at last the spell was broken by another traveling man, 

"Your attention for a moment I do crave; 
I will tell you of one precious thing, bo dear to one and all. 

'Tie a wiah we long for to tbe very grave: 

Jnst enough of gold to keep me all my days. 
Just enough with which some starving soul to save, 
Just enough I wish to help me on my way, 
Just enough to happy be. 
Just enoueh to know I'll ne'er be poor acain. 
Just enough to drive away all sorrow's pain. 
You may wish for many things, but all in vain. 
Give to me what precious gold can buy." 

The conductor, passing thronch the train, stopped In the Bmoking-car; 

He had grown quite interested in the stories told so fiir— 

" Please excuse my interruption, but I listened with delight .„ . 

To your wishes, l)oth of them so good and true; 

Yet there is a wish that's dearer, bitter far than glittering gold. 

Though a simple one perhaps you all will say, 

'Tis a longing that is in my heart each moment of my life, 

Tia a gleam of BUUBliiue strewn across my way : 

Just to open wide my little cottage door, / v ^ 

- , Jnst to see my baby rolling on the fl.—, 

• ;' Jnst to feel that I have something to adore, • • ^ 

" Jnst to be at home again, \. - . *?■ - 

-■ Just to hear a sweet voice calling papa dear, ; -... ' 

Just to know my darling wife Is standing near; 
You may have your gold your lonely heart to cheer. 
But I'll tidie my baby, wife and home." 


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The Item York Scrnday HoM's Great Song^ 

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I will fling yon a Bong, and it won't be very long, 
'Bout a maiden Bweet, and she never wonld do wrong; 
Ev'ry one said she was pretty, she was not long in the City, 
AH alone, oh, what a pity— poor little maid. 

She never saw the etieets of Cairo, on the Midway sbe had never strayed, 
She never saw the katchy, kutcby— poor little country maid. 

She went out one night, did this innocent divine. 

With a nice young man, who invited her to dine. 

Now he's Borry that he met her, and he never will forget her; 

In the future he'll know better— poor little maid. 

She never Baw the Btreets of Cairo, on the Midway sbe had never strayed. 
She never eaw the kutcliy, kutcliy— poor little country maid. 

She wag eneaged as a picture for to pose. 

To appear each ui^lit in abbreviated clotlies. 

All the dudes were in a flurry, for to catch her they did harry; 

One who cauglit her now ia sorry— poor little maid. 

She was mach fairer far than Trilby— lots of more men sorry will be 
If they don't try to keep away from thiB poor little country maid. 

Copyright, 1894, by Hulene Mora. 

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I'm In love with a charming young lady. 

Just tlie fineet yoiMi); lady on earth; 
A gem of the very first water. 

And I'm proud that Blie'B Irish by birth; 
I met her beneath the green bower; 

I klBsed her and liked it so well; ..= ' 

She blushed like the fairest of flowers 

Ttiat grow in a mossy green dell. 

Kathleen, so fair and bright: star of eve and darkest night; 
'Mid shady lane and meadow greeu, I long to roam with sweet Kathleen. 

Her parents they boast not of riches; 
: ;■ They've 8 neat little farm of their own; 

;. .. Her father he digs liis own pruties, 

;• ■ And they live in the County Tyrone; 

For miles 'round our Kathleen is famous— 
Oood looks and good nature eereiie; 
■ TiB there she is always acknowledged 

As the fairest youiig colleen e'er seen.— CAortM. 

We are going to get married next Sunday, 
And the "Id folks will give us away; 
■ The bells in tlie church will be ringing, 
And the boys and the giriB will be gay; 
As sure as the star8 are above us, ' 

My Kathleen will ever be true; 
And as from the church we are coming, 
. : ■ . All the boys and the girls Shout hurroo.— CAorw. y 



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■■•.:.•:•■;•.■.: ■ Written and Corapused by James Tbomton. 

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I am in love with a nice little girl, Bhe's only sweet sixteen; 
Sbe works down town, just near Park Kow and Pearl, she's my queen; 
She has a bicycle, I've got one, too; oh, how delightful It feels; 
On Sanday morning, as daylight is dawning, taking a spin on oar wheels. 

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'Wtj Ooney Tsland girl, she's Jnst the Bort that you'd like; 
She's got no medals, hilt oh, don't sbe look nice on a " bike "; 
She dresses dainty and neat, on her forehead a Marguerite curl ; 
I take a trip Sunday, and sometimes on Monday, with my Coney Island girl. 

When we reach Coney the pleasure begins, meeting the girls and boys; ^ - 
Then take a ride on the big carousal, oh, what joys; 

If we don't want to ride home on a " bike," (inmetiines we take the last train; 
We slug every ditty that's sung in the city, but always end with this refrain: 

— ChCfTUB. 

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... Words by John F. Palmer. Music by Charles B. Ward. 
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Matt Casey formed a social club that beat the world for style. 

And hired for a meeting place a ball; 
When pay-day came around each week, they'd greased the floor with WAS, 

And danced with noise and vigor at the ball: 
Each Saturday you'd see thi'm dressed up in Sunday clothes. 

Each lad would have his swet-theart by liiB tiide: 
When Casey led the first grand iiiarcli the rest would fall in line] 
Behind the man who was their joy and pride— for 

Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde, 

And the baud played on; 
He'd glide 'ctoes the floor with the girl he adored. 

And the band p'ayed on; 
But his brain was so loaded it nearly exploded, 

The poor girl would ehake with alarm; 
He'd ne'er leave tlie girl with the strawberry curls. 
And the baud played on. 

Snch klBsing in the corner and such whigp'ring in the hall. 

And telling tales of love behind the Btaiis; 
As Casey was the favorite and b<- that ran tlie ball, / 

Of kiesing and love-making did his Bhare; ;,.... 

At twelve o'clock exactly they all would fall in line, , ■ 

Then inarch down to tlie dining ball and eat; 
But Casey would not joiu them, although every thing was line, 

But he'd stayed np-stairs and exercise his feet— for— t'Aorw*. 

Now when the dance was over and the band played " Iloiue, sweet horn*,** 

They played a tune at Casey's own request; 
He'd thank them very kindly for the favoTs they hud shown; . - ^ ■.■-■' 

Then he'd waltz once with the girl that he loved beet; 
'Most all the friemls are married that Casey used to know. 

And Casey, too, has taken him a wife; 
The blonde he used to waltz and glide with on the ball-room flooia ' ! : 'V 

Is happy Missis Casey now for life— for— CAorws. 

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A passing noliceman found a little Child; 

She walked beside liim, dried her tears and smiled. 

Said he to her kindly, "Now you must not cry, 

I will find your mamma for you bye and bye." 

At the station when he asked her for her name. 

And she answered Jennie, it made him exclaim: 

"At last of your mother I have now a trace — 

Tour little features bring back her sweet face." .'", 

**]>o not fear, my little darling, and I will take yon right home. 
Come and sit down close beside me; no more from me you shall roam; 
For you were a babe in arms when yonr mother left me one day; 
Left me at home, deserted, alone, and took you, my child, away." 

•"Twas all thronch a quarrel, madly Jealous she, 
Vowed then to Icaveme, womanlike, you see. 
Oh, how I loved lier. grief near drove me wild." 
"Papa, you are crying," lispe<l the little child. 
Suddenly the door of the station opened wide: 
"Have you scei^ my darlintr? " an anxions mother cried. 
HuBbaiid and wife then meeting, face to face. 
All is soon forgiven, in one fond embrace. 

"Do not fear, my little darling, and we will take yen right home. 
Come and Bit down close beside me; no more from ns yon Bhall roaflM 
For you were a babe in arms when yonr mother left me one day; 
Left me at home, deserted, alone, and took you, my child, away.** 


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I've lived within my preeent liome a month, or maybe more; 

Contented with my folks I lived till then. 
But since I'm there, I met a Mit*^, none such Tve met before. 

With charms jiiat made to captivate ttie men. 
8o graceful and so neat, ao winsome and bo aweet — 

She's the Rirl next door, the girl next door — 

Bewitching and so handsome ie the girl next door. 
Now whene'er I hear her name my heart hursts in a flame— 

I'm in love with the girl next door. 

So very Boon the wedding bells will ring in tones of Joy, 

Two iovinj! hearta will tlien be very glad; 
A happy youth will march Iteeide a maiden sweet and coy. 

In Drfdal robes of white site will he dad. 
We'll wed and live in blise, myaelf and thiB yoang MIbb— Chorus. 


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Words and Music by Charles FremonC 

Katie wae John'a steady company, 

They were liappy as lovers conld be, 
Bngaged to be married, the time was qnite near. 

Their young hearta were beating with glee, 
Bnt of t, between Ixisses, dear Katie wonld say: 
*' We must looli forward to our wedding day; 
This world is made up of euuehine and rain; " 
And when John would laugh, she would eing this refndn: 

" Dimes and nicltelB, nickels and dimes: 
If we thonglit more of them, we'd hear of less crimes; 
Now, John, when we're married, in case of hard timei^ 
You save the nickels and I'll save the dimes." 

At last they were married and settled, ;' 

In a nice little place of their own, . ' i: 

And ft bahy would call out for Piipa, BO sweet. 
In the evening when Jolm would come home. 

When the Union declared the big strike at the mill, 

John went out, with his dear Katie's will— . -. 

She Bays: "Do not fret: we laugh at hard times. 

For you've aaved the uickela and I've saved the dimes.'*— CAortOi 

k Mi; M Sea Be tter Days 

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While strolling along with the city's vast throng, 

On a night that was bitter cold, . , ■ 

I noticed a crowd, who were laughing aload 

At something tliey chanced to behold: ;■ 

I stopped for to Bee what the object coald be. 

And there, on a doorstep, lay 
A woman In tears, from the crowd's angry jeers. 

And then I heard somebody say: 

She may have seen better days, when she was In her prime; 
She may have seen better days once npon a time: 
Though by the wayside she fell, she may yet mend her ways; 
Some poor, old mother is waiting for her, who has seen better days. 

^ < If we could but tell why the poor creature fell, , - 

■ -. Perhaps we'd not be so severe: 

If the truth were but known of this ontcaat alone, ' 

Mayhap we wonld all abed a tear. 
She waB ouce some one's jov, cast aside like a toy— ■ 

Abandoned, forsaken, onknown. 
Svery man standing by had a tear in his eye, 
For some had a daughter at home.— Chonu, ; . ;. ' ' 

The crowd went away, but I longer did stay; ■■ •-^;". ■ r ^r 

For from her I was loath to depart; . '■ jj, . ■;' J-'- ' 

I knew by her moan, as she sat there alone, .'■•>'■ 

That something was breaking heart; i- ". ■:; '; 

She told me her life, she was ouce a good wife^ ^ 

Bespected and honored by all; 
Bar hosband had fled ere they were long wed. 

And tMM down lier cheeks sadly falL— CAorw. 


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Words and Musio by Felix McQIeanon. 
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Maiden Rnth one day came into town, jnat to see her nncle dear; 

Maiden Rnth had on a girlish gown, and it made her look so queer; 

Maiden Ruth had never seen New York, not until that day, poor thing, / > * 

As her uncle took her all around, she began to sing: 

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Oh t Uncle John, Isn't it nice on Broadway; '-;,.'<■ 

Ohi Uncle John, here I will remain; . ;■ 

Oh I Uncle John, now that I've seen the Bowery, ■ A- 

Life in the country's awful slow, and I'll never go Iwcic S((afa. . 

Uticle John escorted maiden Rath all around the town, with care- 
First he took her np to Central Park, then they went to Chatham Square: 
Strange sights maiden Rnth had witnessed from Oarlemdown to New York bay; 
£very one could tell what pleased her most by the way she'd say:— (7AorM«. 

Uncle somehow lost her in the crowd, np and donn the street he ran. 
Soon lie found her happy as could l>e, chatting with a (>oliceman; 
Uncle John then said to maiden Rnth, "Come along," but Ruth replied, 
" I must kiss that handsome man in blue," so she did and ct\eA:—Chx»a$. 

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Words and Mosio by E. Alexandra. 

While walking down a busy thoroughfare. 

Yon see a pretty girl, with golden hair. 
Tripping along, humming a song. 

As happy as the birds in the ur, 
Wlien suddenly the rain it patters down. 

You'd think the pretty darling she would drown; 
Ber dress holds high to keep it dry. 

And the men stare as she toddles through the town: 

But what conld the poor girl do? Boys, what conld the poor girl dof 
She'd a pretty little Bboe, and she liked to show it, too, 
So I couldn't blame the girl, could you f 

A pretty girl in bathing went one day. 

Dressed in a bathing suit of colors gay. 
When, like a mouse, from bathing-house, 

A thief her garments Blole and ran away; 
She learned her clothes were lost, and she mast roam 

The city in a coHtume ronde for foam; 
She gave a sigh, hut did not cry. 

And then pluckily she started out for home. 

But what could the poor girl duf Boys, what conld the poor girl dof 
Through the streets she had to scooC dressed up in a battdng suit. 
So I couldn't blame the girl, could youf 

Now when a man gets married, you'll agfree, 

At family work he's helpless as can be; 
His wife says, Dan, 'most every man 

Assists his wife, now why don't yon help mef . '~ ' 
The henpecked man consents, but vrith a s^owl— 1. 

At night he walks the floor to baby's bowl. 
While mamma dear, without a fear. 

Says I'll retire, then hubby starts to growl. ./> . 

Bnt what could the poor girl do? Boys, what could the poor girl dof 
While the baby lonaly roars, mamma goes to sleep and snores. 
And I couldn't blame the girl, could youf 

A good ship o'er the ocean swiftly sped. - • ' 

The sun was shining brightly overhead. 
The captain and a maiden grand 

StnncI on the deck, when suridenly he said: ■■■;.■■ ••r-". 
Now from your pretty lips I'll take a sip, -•-■" ; ' 

Or else this boat has seen its final trip, 
Unless I kiss yon, pretty HIhs, ■'"..•"".. 

All lives aboard are lost, I'll sink the ship. 
Now what could the poor girl dot Boys, what could the poor girl dof 
Now she's very mnch adored, she saved all the lives ou board. 
And I couldn't blame the girl, could youf 

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" When de bftnjo's a-«trun)iniii' and de darkies a-hnmmin\ 

Deo I WHiit yer, ma honey, yes, I do; 
I'm a-thlnkin' ol> yer daily, dreBBed BO sweet and also gaily. 

And my heart is forever txne to you; 
I'm a-thinkiii' ob yer sadly, 'cos* I love yer mighty madly. 

And I dou't know what to do; 
So come back to please me, don't try for to tease me, 

'Cos' I want yer, ma honey, yes, I do. 

I want yer, ma honey, yes, I want yer mighty badly; r 

I'm a-longin' for yer daily, 'cos' I love yer mighty madly; 
8o com<: back to please me, don't try for to tease me, 
'Cos' I want yer, ma honey, yes, I want yer, want yer, want yer; 
'Cos' I want yer, ma honey, yes, I do. 

When de stars am a-gleamin' and de birds am a-dreamin'. 

Den I want yer, ma lioney, yes, I do; 
Fur I love ver ev'ry minute, and nobody else is in it. 

And my neart is forever trne to yoa; 
Deu don't linger longer, 'cos' my love is growin' stronger. 

And I don't know what to do; 
So come back, my lady, my love and my baby, 

'Cos' I want yer, ma honey, yes, I do. 

I want yer, ma boney, yes, I want yer ev'ry minate; 
I'm a-tliinkin' ob yer daily, and nobody else is in it; 
So come bacic, my lady, my love and my baby, 
'Cos' I want yer, ma honey, yes I want yer, want yer, want yer; 
'Cos' I want yer, ma honey, yes I do. 

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Words and Husio by Leslie Stuart. 

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They say I am a giddy maid, 
Not half enoueh in manners staid; 
■; , I really try to be <iiBCreet; 

I've just come back from school in France, 
The matron led me such a dance, 
Althonuli my education was complete; 
So papa came for me. 
To take me home, you see. 
He was so proud of me, yon know. 
He said, "To Paris we will go. 
And there we'll stay for a week, 
" ■ So that your French you may speak; 

And w lien you go home to mamma, : 

Ton'll tell uer what you've seen. 

I went to Paris with papa, to see what kind the Frenchmen are, 
Sach funny ways they've got— Americans have not; 
Ton really should to Paris go; you learn so very much, yoo know; 
I saw a lot in Paris that they never taught In school. 

And when we came back to mamma, 
She gave a ball, with great eclat 
She said, " My dear, I'll bring yon out; 
Now show tliem what you've learned in France, 
How well you sing, how well you dance; 
And, mind you, show what manners yon've been tatight.** 
So when the dance began, 

I to my partner ran, ,. 

I kicked ray toes np in the air, 
I'd seen them do it over there; 
My cigarette I drew, 
i, French ladies do that, too, 

And our young cnrate blushed so 
When I sat upon bis knee.— Chorui. 




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In a lonely little garret dwelt a once 8weet village belle. 

The only place that she dure call a home: 
She had inarrivd "gaiiit>t tne wishes of tne dear ones who loved ber eo well. 

And now 'midst strangers she was left alone. 
A youth from city graml had won her h«-art and hand — r'-"' "' 

He'd pictured to her all so hright and Kiiy; 
It was then the father told, " All that j-liiters, my child, is not gold." 
It soon came true, and she had cause to say: 

Cbobus. • ; • . 

" If they'd only write and ask me to come home, 

I'd feel as though forgivetieps they had shown, - ' 

And my heart would cease its pain, I'd be happy once again— ■■' 
If they'd only write and ask me to come home." , . 

In an humble little cottage sits a father bowed in grief, 

A mother, too, is weeping by his hide; 
They hitve just received a letter, and it told them, in words crael and brief. 

That her they loved witii broken heart had died. 
Oli. had they only known that she was left alone. 

How gladly would they've called h«T back again. 
'Tis the story we all tell, "She had loved not wisely, but too well," 

And not theonly one we hear exclaim:— 67(oru«. 

I Love My Girl 


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My sweetheart ie a dark-eyed tiil. die lives right close to me, 

And ev'ry mornintr in the year her sniilitig face I see; 

The neighbors all love her, too, she hue such a winning way. 

And wben 1 come home from my worli, I'm often beard to say: . - 

Chorus. .* T ■- . : " 

••I love my girl, and she loves me; • 

We're just as happy toeether as wc can be: 
We have a cozy, little home; we're married now, yon see; 
For I love my little wife, boys, and she loves me." 

Yes. we've been married qnite a while, and very pleased to say 

That we are quite contented now, and never rued the day; 

We've never liad a quarrel yet, we haven't (jot any time. 

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One Easter Sunday morning, while the sun was shining clear, ■■: 

And good folks to the old cimrch cunic, the parson's prayers to bear; ;-. 
They little knew, while sealed there, upon that blewsed day, ' •, ; 

A human life wus ending In a home just o'er the way. 

A JOan in deejMJst poverty, without a single friend, - v' '-^ 

Would answer soon ihe c;i.l of death; his life was nearing end, ." -: '' '. 

With no one there to coin fort him, no lender words to say — 
He heard the morning si ; vice in the church acroes the way. 

. The minister wag preaching his good and sacred teaching, 
The congregation sat in ecetacy; 
'-- .-^ The bells had ju^t ceased ringing, the choir was sweetly singing 
" Nearer, my God, to thee." 

The preacher's words touched ev'ry heart within those sacred walla; 

He told how honor always thrives and how deception falls. 

The outcast in that hnmhie home, whose life had been a blank. 

Sighed softly at those truthfnl words as nearer death he sank; 

He knew not that tln'^ preacher was his honored brother Ned, 

Whom he'd not seen for years, not since to bide his crime he fled. 

If he could live life o'er again, his thoughts would never stray 

From each word taught that morning in the cbnrch acniM tbe way.— Cikffni*- 


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We were none of 118 thinking of danger. 

As tlie train aped on III the night, '. 

'Till the flatnee frura a burning forest 

Made the paasun^^erB wild with fright. 
Then a tiny maid near a window, with a ■mile, slid, 
-. ' " There's nothing to fear: 

I'm sare that do harm will befall yoiif 
Sly Dad'e the engineer." 


" Daddy's on the engine, don't be afraid; 
Daddy knows what be is doing," said the little maid; 
• •' We II soon be out of danger, don't you ever fear; 
Every one is safe, because my Dad's the engineer." 

With the sparks falling closely ahont as, 

I'hro' the flames we sped on so fast. 
And the brave Httic maid's father 

Brought ns thro' the danger all ufe at lut; 
And the proud, sweet face of his lassie, 
, - And the words of the calm, little deafi ] 
Will live In my mem'ry forever, 
" My Pad's the engineer."— J?«f>tlto. 


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Oh, talk ahont yoor sweethearts fair, and girls of high degree; 
Tour Bow'ry pearls, and English girls from far across the sea; 
But I can't see where they come in, they never were In line. 
For up-to-date Ideas, with this race-track girl of mine. 

My girl's a "corker! " she's a New Yorker; 

Slie plays the races, she gets the " dough "; 
She loves me dearly, and so sincerely. 

Tell me how yon found that outf She told me aot 

At Sheepshead Bay, In summer time, she's simply "out of sight! " 
She betg her " 8taS " like PIrtBburgli Phil, and always gets them right. 
The " touts," they all take off their hats and stand right in a line, 
' . ' And look for Information from this race-track girl of mine. — Chorui. 

And when the racing season's o'er, she goes across the " pond "; 
I've beard some tales that dear old Wales of her is very fond. 
In Paris, on the Bonlevard, tihe never fulls to shine; 
F«ir every day is Sunday with this race-track girl of iLuie.— OAora«. 

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There's a little snide street, that yon cannot call sweet. 

Where the Board of Health often will rally; 
It's alwui a yard wide, and the law is defleU— 

The police call it Paradise Alley. 
Tliere's a girl living there, with crosa eyes and red hair, . 

And her front name, ibey tell me, is Sally; 
Every day on the street she sells Fraukforlera sweet. 

That's the sausage of Paradise Alley. 

Every Sunday, even in rain or snow. 
With her Frankfort pudding, !long the street she'll go; 
All the Iwys then say. In a whisper low. 
There goes the sausage of Paradise Alley. 

When O'Brien's little boy used that girl to annoy, 

They all thought that she wonid not go near him. 
But she caught lilm one day, broke his Jaw right away, 

JoBt to show them that slie didn't fear him. 
When the young man got well, to a friend he did tell 

Dow a red-headed girl they called Sally 
Bad hit tiim with a bone that was harder than stone— 

'Twaa a sansage of Paradise Alley.— CA<7ru«. 

Bow her hair it got red, by the neighbors 'tis said. 

That, at one time, 'twas black and unsightly. 
And young Tommy Killeen said that once it was green. 

And then changed to that color so brightly; 
So we guess, by the liy, tliHt she uses hair dye. 

In a manner, like Mrs. McNally, 
And I now do proclaim that the color's the same 

As the aaosage of Paradise Alley.— CAoru*. 


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At a kind oM mother's side sat her eldest boy, her pride. 

Who wonId soon arrive at manhood's stage of life. 
When the lad b<^gHii to tell of a girl he loved so well. 

And intended asking lier to be his wife. 
On that loving mother's face care at once your eye conid trace. 

Like the change of brightest sunlight into gloam. 
" Have you stopped to think," said she, '* what your lot In life sboald be, 

Sre you ask a girl to leave a happy home? " 

When yon ask a girl to leave a happy homestead, 

And to sail with you o'er matrimony's foam. 
Ton should have employment then, earn your way and llTlng, 

When you ask a girl to leave a happy home. 

When the kind old mother said, " Tell me, lad. If yon were wed. 

How could yon support a wife and dress lier well? " 
Bald the lad, ^' Why, we could live on the money yoa woold glT6, 

And in one of father's houses we could dwell." 
"But the girl," the mother cried, "has a dignity and pride; :' 

To depend on ne, from home would never roam ; 
Tboogb we'll help yon all we can, we want yon to act a man, 

Wn«a yoa aak a girl to laare a happy home."— CAoriM. 

Don't yon remember sweet Alice, Ben Boltf 

Sweet Alice, with hair so brown. 
Who blushed with delight if you gave her a 101110, 

And trembled with fear at your frown r 
In the old church-yard. In the valley, Ben Bolt, 

In a corner ohscnre and lone. 
They have fitted a slab of granite so gray. 

And Alice lies under the stone. 

Under the hickory tree, Ben Bolt, 

That stood at the foot of the hill. 
Together we've lain in the noonday shade, 

And listened to Appletoii's mill. 
The mill-wheel has fallen to pieces, Ben Bolt, 

The rafters have tumbled in. 
And a quiet that crawls 'round the wall as yon gaze, 

Takes the place of the olden din. 

Do yon mind the cabin of logs, Ben Bolt, 

That stood in the pathless woodf 
And the button-ball tree, with Its motley Iwnghi, 

That nigh by the door-step etood? 
The cahin to ruin has gone, Ben Bolt 

To would look for the tree in vain: 
And where once the lords of the forest stood, 

Grows grass and the golden grain. 

And don't yon remember the school, Ben Bolt, 

And the master so crnel and grim f 
And the shady nook in the running brook. 

Where the children went to swimf 
Grass grows on the master's grave, Ben Bolt, 

The spring of the brook is dry. 
And of all the boys who were scnoolmates then. 

There are only you and I. 

There's a change In the things I love, Ben Bolt; 

They have changed from the old to the new; 
But I feel in the core of my spirit the truth. 

There never was a change in yon. 
Twelve months twenty have passed, Ben Bolt, 

Since flrst we were friends, yet I hail 
Thy presence a blessing, thy friendship a tmtb, 

Ben Bolt of the salt sea gale. 





McNaJly'l Old Back Yard. 


Words by CHAS. EDWARDS. 

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Tills book, the second of the oeriee, eontalns 128 popular 
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ill No. 1 Book— a few of which we will name here, via:- 
A handful of earth— An agricultural Irish (flfl — .tn Irish 
fairday — BridKet Donaliue-Bold Jack Douahoe—BrtKht 
Kinerald Ixle of the sea— Briirht little spot on the ocean— 
Colleen Bawii -Oaey's whiskey— I>an O'Brien's raffle— 
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the praties trrow — 
Oood-bye, Mike. Oood- 
bye, Pat— Rieen above 
the red — Heeiian and 
Bayers — How Faddy 
•tule the rtipe— Paddy 
Ca.rey — Inniskillen 
dracoon — Iriali spree 
— Irish Molly, O - Is 
that Mr. ReUlyt-I'm 
proud I'm an Iriidiman 
bom— Irish love letters 
—Irish sehoolniaster— 
Jollr Irlahmaii — Just 
to show my respecu to 
McOiiiuls — John 
Mitchell — Johnny 
Doyle— Lads who live 
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tion of Johnny Reel- 
Lakes of CoW Kiiin- 
Lamentatlon of James 
Rndgeia — MacKciina's 
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...u » ^ .. ^.r. .. ,. Heeiian Iteht — Man 

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This new Budpret of Jokes has been "lannched Into 
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