THE SERENADE; OR, OVER THE GARDEN WALL.
"Replying to Sir JOHN MACDONALD's manifesto, Mr. MERCIER said it was ridiculous to say that reciprocity was veiled treason, and meant annexation to the United States."—Times' Montreal Correspondent.
Uncle Sam (twangling his patent Reciprocity Banjo) sings:—
Oh, my love my passion can hear—and see,
Over the garden wall;
She is sighing, and casting sheeps' eyes at me,
Over the garden wall:
Miss CANADA muses; look at her there!
My wooing and BULL's she is bound to compare,
And she pretty soon will to join me prepare,
Over the Garden Wall!
Chorus (pianissimo).
Over the garden wall,
O sweetest girl of all!
Come along do, you'll never regret;
We were made for one another, you bet!
'Tis time our lips in kisses met,
Over the Garden Wall!
Your father will stamp and your father will rave,
Over the garden wall;
And like an old madman no doubt will behave,
Over the garden wall.
M'KINLEY has riled him, he's lost his head.
MAC's Tariff is stiff, but if me you'll wed,
I'll give Reciprocity, darling, instead,
Over the Garden Wall!
Chorus (piano).
Over the garden wall!
MACDONALD is bound to fall.
'Tis MAC against MAC, my Canadian pet.
And M'KINLEY is bound to win, you bet!
So join me, dear; we'll be happy yet,
Over the Garden Wall!
One day you'll jump down on the other side,
Over the garden wall;
There's plenty of room, and my arms are wide.
Over the garden wall:
JOHNNY may jib, and Sir JOHN may kick,
I have an impression I'll lick them—slick;
So come like a darling and join me quick,
Over the Garden Wall!
Chorus (forte).
Over the garden wall!
Dollars, dear, rule us all.
Patriot sentiment's pretty, and yet
Interest sways in the end, you bet!
MERCIER's right; so pop, my pet,
Over the Garden Wall!
Where there's a will there's always a way,
Over the garden wall!
MACDONALD's a Boss, but he's had his day,
Over the garden wall!
Tariffs take money, but weddings are cheap,
So wait till old JOHNNY is snoring asleep,
Then give him the slip, and to JONATHAN creep.
Over the Garden Wall!
Chorus (fortissimo).
Over the garden wall!
Your "Grand Old Man" may squall,
And swear Miss CANADA's loyal yet.
But loyalty bows to Dollars—you bet!
'Tis time our lips in union met
Over the Garden Wall!
[Left twangling seductively.