These stupid remarks, or taking offence,

And they quietly kept on their drinking and feeding,

Without the slightest regard to expense.

If an appetite sharp is a thing so delightful,

Charity had no occasion to sigh at hers;

Boarding-house keepers would say it was frightful,

And ruinous too, to the hotel proprietors.

They were sated at last, and turned from the door;

He, wondering whither she now would go—

And well he might—in an instant more

He was over shoes in the frozen snow;

While she coolly remarked, with a Camille cough,

That the North Pole was only a half a mile off.

How it was they got to their present location,

I’m sure I don’t know, and it’s not my vocation

To give the details of their quick locomotion.

Electricity may have done it, or steam;

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But motive powers are not my theme.

My heroes were there, near the frozen ocean.

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