Volume 152 — NURSERY RHYMES OF LONDON TOWN.
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(SECOND SERIES.)
XV.—THE TOWER.
They put a Lady in the Tower, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Lady in the Tower And told her she was in their power And left her there for half-an-hour, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Padlock on the Chain, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Padlock on the Chain, But they left the Key in the South of Spain, So the Lady took it off again, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Bulldog at the Door, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Bulldog at the Door, He was so old he could only snore, And he'd lost his Tooth the day before, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Beefeater at the Gate, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Beefeater at the Gate, But as his age was eighty-eight His Grandmother said he couldn't wait, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Prince to watch the Stair, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! They put a Prince to watch the Stair, But he had a Golden Ring to spare, So he married the Lady then and there, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! And ever since that grievous hour, Heigh-o, fiddlededee! Ever since that grievous hour When the lovely Lady was in their power They've never put nobody in the Tower, Heigh-o, fiddlededee!
Flattery from the Front.
"I got your parcel quite undamaged, and it came at a time when we were short of grub. I could have eaten a dead monkey, so your cake came in very useful."
"Major-General (Temporary General) Sir Hugh de la Poer Bough, K.C.B., whose name appears in the New Year list of honours as being promoted to the rank of lieutenant-general, is a second cousin of Major-General Hugh Sutlej Kough."—Liverpool Echo.
It is rumoured that he is also connected with that famous fighting family the GOUGHS.
A POSTSCRIPT.
(Suggested by a later list of L. & N.W.R. stations which have been closed.)
A further list of closured stations Elicits further protestations. Blank desolation, grim and stark, Broods sadly o'er Carpenders Park, And Friezland, as perhaps is meet, Is suffering badly from cold feet. The population of Rhosneigr Is raging like a wounded tiger; And those who used to book at Llong Are using language, loud and strong, While residents around Chalk Farm Are filled with anguish and alarm. N.B. In our anterior lay One letter somehow went astray; We therefore now apologise; 'Tis Aspley, and not Apsley, Guise.
From an article on "Greece and Belgium":—
"King Tino has a black record of blood and treachery to answer, and to compare his case with that of King Leopold is the blackest outrage of all."—Star.
Personally we think that it were blacker still to compare his case with that of KING ALBERT.
"HI! BILL! DON'T COME DOWN THIS LADDER. I'VE TOOK IT AWAY."