They did what they could, but they couldn't bowl Mitchell.
His masterly cutting the bowlers appals,
For the grass being short, he makes hay of their balls.
A writer in The Manchester Guardian declares that the main road between Bolton and Bury is in a shocking condition. What is the road between Bolton and Bury? Bolton suggests that he who fights and runs away lives to fight another day, but Bury seems to indicate a path of glory leading to the grave—which things are a paradox. In any case, I endorse the writer's suggestion—
That Alderman Hulton should harness his colt on,
And drive o'er the road between Bury and Bolton.
The chock-holes and paving are terrible—very,
And he may find his tomb e'er he comes back to Bury.