The Postman's dubbel nock cums to each door, Whether he has a Letter got or no, The stingy Master thinks his call a bore, And gives his paltry shilling werry slow.
The jowial Waiter shows unwonted joy! And hails his Crismus with becoming glee! Knowing full well his plezzurs newer cloy, Who gets from ewery Gest a dubble fee!
Why are not all men like the jowial Waiter, Allers content with what kind Fortune brings, Whether it's Turtel Soop or a meer tater, He sets a pattern to Lord Mares and Kings.
Then let us all while Crismus time we're keeping, Whether we barsks in fortune's smile or frown, Be thankful for the harwest we are reaping, And give a thort to them whose luck is down.
Robert.
Historical Parallels.—Two Directories. The French Directoire was a short-lived stopgap of not unmixed benefit to France, but our English Directory, yclept Kelly's, for 1890, directorily, or indirectorily, supplies all our wants, comes always "as a boon and a blessing to men," and is within a decade of becoming a hale and hearty centenarian. Vivat Kelly!
