Come, boy, kiss your new found mother, whom we’ll love to the end of life,

For we’ve bid farewell forever to the grief-tried felon’s wife.”

—Geo. M. Vickers.

[Gestures.]

Little Christel.

Fräulein, the young school mistress, to her pupils said one day,

“Next week, at Pfingster holiday, King Ludwig rides this way;

And you will be wise my little ones, to work with a will at your tasks,

That so you may answer fearlessly whatever question he asks.