Fellow plutocrats, aristocrats and autocrats, let us steel—ourselves—yea, to callousness against the crime of being misunderstood by the molten masses and betrayed from within by the two-faced Tom Lawson!
HER SPECIALTY.
There’s a prejudice extensive ’gainst the Russian and his ways,
For the ruler or his people there is very little praise;
In the hurried march of progress they are badly out of date
(By the way, they’ve information on this subject just of late);
But with all their backward learning, yea, their sodden ignorance,
In one respect the Russians lead us all a merry dance
In a single branch of knowledge they can put us all to shame,
They can give us every face-card and then skin us at the game.