Then with cynical satire, and many a scoff,
He called Mr. Peeler
A “ginger-pop dealer,”
And snapped out “Nicolo Scratchini’s my name,
And I’ll play Mr. Peeler a ten-thousand game;
And these points I will my opponent assign—
Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety and nine!
And the stakes——” here he whispered in Peeler’s left ear,
And that eminent cueist turned giddy with fear;
But covered the tip of his cue well with chalk,