This effort, too, was greeted with approbation, and its tenderness duly appreciated.
But the Nonsense Verses were the best fun. One would shout out a line, an additional line would come from some one else, and by the time the whole thing was complete, it would be hard to discriminate as to who was the author.
Here is one hurled at me:
There was a Canon named Knowles,
Whose mission it was to save souls;
When out on this trip,
He said, "Let them rip,
We'll save them all yet from the coals."
Some of our young ladies were deeply interested in the sailor boys at war, and for their benefit this nonsense had wing:
There was a young lady named Harding,