THE PROUD BANTAM.
By Clara Louise Burnham.
THERE lived a Bantam rooster on a farm not far away,
So haughty and puffed up, as I have heard the neighbors say,
That from morning until evening he would strut the country round,
And crow aloud self-praises as he stepped along the ground:
“I’m Chanticleer Grandissimo, my pedigree is fine,