Four High Commissioners still failed their way to see;
And even Elliott gave in—and so there were but three.
Three High Commissioners, of course, could nothing do;
And Chaudordy packed off to France, and left there only two.
Two High Commissioners found talking sorry fun;
So Bourgoing he quitted too; and then there was but one.
A Turk was he, who winked his eye, as one who is elate;
And, chuckling much, “Aha,” he said; “Bismillah! God is great!”
Judy. February 7, 1877.