THE AWAKENING OF FATHER CHRISTMAS:

MORAL.—So, British Public, take my lay,

And if you find no moral there,

Then Mr. Punch must sadly say

His ministry is fruitless care.

Nay! To good uses you will put

The Legend Punch doth thus transpose.

Your pockets sure you will not shut,

Your hearts to his appealings close!

For e'en the man who runs may read

The lesson with this lay entwined.

(If Topsey-turvey thus succeed,

The noble Laureate will not mind!)

And liberal applications lie

In this quaint Legend, good my friend.

So, put the song and picture by,

And hook it—to some useful end!