Had to laugh the other day—boys were down
t’ th’ store,
Talleyrand got started in—the dratted, deef
old bore!
Silas Erskine’s boy spoke up—that’s Ez; wal,
Ez says he,
“Say, Tal, what ever come o’ Jim?” Old
Beals uncrossed his knee,
Said he, “A master cur’us chap, that Jim was,
I must say,