Brown; “it’s happened once or twice.

  Oh, if all our motormaniacs were equally humane, How little bitterness there’d be, or reason to complain! How different our point of view if we were ridden down By lunatics as thoughtful as gentle Doctor Brown!

[Pg 80]

[Pg 80]

IN THE GALLERY

  Weirder than the pictures Are the folks who come With their owlish strictures—  Telling why they’re bum. Of all lines of babble This one has the call:  Picture gallery gabble Is the best of all.

  Literary fluffle Never, never cloys; Much has Mrs. Guffle Added to my joys. For that chitter-chatter I delight to fall. But the picture patter Is the best of all.

  With the music highbrows I delight to chat, Elevating my brows Over this and that. Music tittle-tattle Never fails to thrall. But the picture prattle Is the best of all.

  Sociologic rub-dub I delight to hear;[Pg 81]  Philosophic flub-dub Titillates my ear. Lovelier yet the spiffle In the picture hall; For the picture piffle Is the best of all.

[Pg 81]

  Weirder than the pictures Are the folks who stand Passing owlish strictures, Catalogue in hand. Hear the bunk they babble Under every wall. Yes. The gallery gabble Is the best of all.

[Pg 82]

[Pg 82]

ALWAYS

“Il y a tous les jours quelque dam chose.” —Abelard to Heloise.

“Il y a tous les jours quelque dam chose.”

—Abelard to Heloise.

  When Mrs. Mead was full of groans, When symptoms of all sorts assailed her, She sent for bluff old Doctor Jones, And told him all the things that ailed her. It took her nearly half the day, And when she finished out the string— “Ye-e-s, Mrs. Mead,” drawled Doctor J., “There’s always some dam thing.”

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