I’be gettig better—it’s wonderful quite,
I albost feel as if I bight
Go out and dide at the Club to-dight.
(He continueth sniffing.)
I really will, I feel quite well,
As fresh as a rose, and as sound as a bell,
And I’ll always swear that the only balm
For a cold in the head is Alkaram.
“Here, John, put out my evening clothes.”
I’ll take my grub