I care not how soon that time may be—

Carrots shall never be served on my cloth;

They are far too sweet for a boy of my broth;

But let me have there a mighty mess

Of smoking hot beef and cabbages.

LARRY O'TOOLE.

(LEVER)

You've all heard of Larry O'Toole,

Of the beautiful town of Drumgoole;

He had but one eye,