and finally they rounded up the catalogue of human experiences and human apprehensions with:

“It will be good when I am dying,

It is good enough for me.”

But Grover Cleveland wasn’t ready to go home yet and, tugging at Arsula’s skirt, he piped timorously:

“It will be good while I’m a-livin,”—probably it was only dislike of the thought of dying that inspired his improvisation, but Arsula and the rest took it up with all their heart:

“It will be good while I am living,

It is good enough for me.”

Transcriber’s Notes