ODE TO OZONE.
(By a Poor Paterfamilias.)
"London is a terrible consumer of ozone."—Standard.
A'R—"The Dutchman's Little Dog."
O where and O where, is our treasured Ozone?
O where, and O where can it be?
From London to leeward 'tis utterly gone,
To windward but little floats free.
Since SCHÖNBEIN of Basle discovered the stuff,
We've lived half a cen-tu-ree.
If of it we only could swallow enough,