THE MOON IS ON THE WAIN.
THE APPARITION.
IN the dead of the night, when from beds that are turfy,
The spirits rise up on old cronies to call,
Came a shade from the shades on a visit to Murphy,
Who had not foreseen such a visit at all.
“Don’t shiver and shake,” said the mild Apparition,
“I’m come to your bed with no evil design;