Zeitschrift des Vereins zur Erforschung der Rheinischen Geschichte u. Alterthümer in Mainz, (Mayence), in 8vo. and 4to. 1850.
Jahrbücher des Vereins von Alterthumsfreunden im Rheinlande, No. XVI. 8vo. 1851. Bonn.
Geschichte der vormaligen freien adeligen Benedictiner-Abtei Sunnesheim von Karl Wilhelmi, from 1831 to 1851, in 8vo. Sinsheim.
Most of these German publications are in thin yearly volumes without indices.
The Learned Societies and Printing Clubs of the United Kingdom, as existing in 1847, have been classified in an 8vo. volume of 307 pages, by the Rev. Dr. Hume, to which those who require information respecting their Origin, History, Objects, and Constitution, are referred. It contains full details as to Membership, Fees, their published Works, Notices of their Periods and Places of Meeting, with a General Introduction, and a good Index. As a book of reference, it is absolutely necessary for all public libraries.
The Origin of Yankee Doodle.—The "Transcript," (American paper), of 28th February last, contains the following pungent verses respecting
The Origin of Yankee Doodle,
AFTER THE MANNER OF THE OLD CONTINENTAL BALLAD
WRITERS, BY GEORGE P. MORRIS, ESQ.
Once on a time old Johnny Bull,
Flew in a raging fury,
And swore that Jonathan should have
No trials, sir, by jury:
That no elections should be held,
Across the briny waters:
"And now," says he, "I'll tax the tea
Of all his sons and daughters,"
Then down he sat in burly state,
And blustered like a grandee,
And in derision made a tune
Called "Yankee Doodle dandy."
"Yankee Doodle"—these are facts—
"Yankee doodle dandy:
"My son of wax, your tea I'll tax—
"Yankee doodle dandy."
John sent the tea from o'er the sea
With heavy duties rated;
But whether hyson or bohea,
I never heard it stated.
Then Jonathan to pout began—
He laid a strong embargo—
"I'll drink no tea, by Jove!" so he
Threw overboard the cargo.
Then Johnny sent a regiment,
Big words and looks to bandy,
Whose martial band, when near the land,
Play'd "Yankee doodle dandy."
"Yankee doodle—keep it up!
"Yankee doodle dandy!
"I'll poison with a tax your cup,
"Yankee doodle dandy."
A long war then they had, in which
John was at last defeated—
And "Yankee doodle" was the march
To which his troops retreated.
Cute Jonathan, to see them fly,
Could not restrain his laughter:
"That tune," says he, "suits to a T,
I'll sing it ever after."
Old Johnny's face, to his disgrace,
Was flushed with beer and brandy,
E'en while he swore to sing no more,
This "Yankee doodle dandy."
"Yankee doodle—ho! ha! he!
"Yankee doodle dandy—
"We kept the tune, but not the tea,
"Yankee doodle dandy."
I've told you now the origin
Of this most lively ditty,
Which Johnny Bull dislikes as "dull
And stupid!"—what a pity!
With "Hail Columbia!" it is sung,
In chorus full and hearty—
On land and main, we breathe the strain,
John made for his tea-party.
No matter how we rhyme the words,
The music speaks them handy,
And where's the fair can't sing the air,
Of "Yankee doodle dandy!"
"Yankee doodle—firm and true—
"Yankee doodle dandy—
"Yankee doodle, doodle doo!
"Yankee doodle dandy."