[Walks right and left about the stage, and advances and sings as follows:
Air:—Big Fat Nance.
Now, we’ve come out for a moonlight ramble,
To meet de gals dat we adore;
(Pete.) My own Rebecca, (Ike) And my Clara;
And both our hearts wif love are sore;
In yonder cottage dey reside,
Dey promised to meet us here to-night,
Dese charming wenches are our pride;
Two raspberry blondes, our heart’s delight.