The trumpets peal forth their warlike blast,
Every nerve must now be strained,
New prestige must now be gained,
Money be spent and blood be rained—
To save the Franchise Bill.
C. B. S.
The Globe, September 30, 1884.
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The Millionaire on the Moors.
My ’art’s in the ’Ighlands, my ’art it ain’t ’ere,