THE FISHERS.
(Some way after Kingsley.)
The Fishers went sailing North, South, East, and West,
And they raised lots of rows ere the sun went down.
Each fancied the foreigners' waters the best,
And wished in those waters to let his nets down.
And Commissions must work and Statesmen must weep,
And weary with trying the peace for to keep,
Whilst the Public heart is groaning.
The Smack-owners rush to Lord Salisbury's side,
And genial Joseph's to Canada gone;
And the end of this selfishness, temper, and pride,
Will be a great big all-round fight ere all's done,
Unless men will try their hot tempers to keep,
And establish some rule of fair-play on the deep,
For which honest hearts are all moaning.
Political Sepulture.—The Senior Member for Northampton lately told his constituents that:—
"The Conservatives were digging their own graves, and it was about the only good and sensible thing they possibly could do."
But if they wanted an interment, the Home-Rulers could supply them with a Sexton ready and willing to save them that trouble.
"The Scarcity of Hares."—It is so stated. But it's only a bald statement.
Letts' Diaries.—There are two sorts of Letts: The Out-Letts for 1887, and the In-Letts for 1888. Letts get 'em.