And sent the order for his portraiture.
And in due time ’twas done—and further on
’Twas in the Custom House—and thence ’twas sent
To the Spring Exhibition in New York,
There was no time to send it to “the House.”
And Anthony himself beheld it not
Till it had hung a week upon “the walls,”
And all the newspapers had served it up,
And all the world had merry made withal.
Yea, he was in it—clad in dirty rags,