HYDROPHOBIE, or the SKIPPER & QUAKER.

As Skipper Carr and Markie Dunn, Were gannin, drunk, through Sandgate— A dog bit Mark and off did run, But sair the poor sowl fand it; The Skipper in a voice se rough— Aw warn'd, says he, its mad eneugh— Howay and get some doctor's stuff, For fear of Hydrophobie! Fal de ral, &c. The doctor dress'd the wound se wide, And left poor Markie smartin— Then, for a joke, tells Carr, aside, Mark wad gan mad for sartin:— Noo, Skipper, mind, when in yor keel, Be sure that ye watch Markie weel, If he begins to bark and squeel, Depend it's Hydrophobie! Fal de ral, &c. For Shields, next day, they sail'd wi' coal, And teuk on board a Quaker, Who wish'd to go as far's Dent's Hole, To see a friend call'd Baker: The Skipper whisper'd in his ear— Wor Markie will gan mad, aw fear! He'll bite us a'—as sure's yor here, We'll get the Hydrophobie! Fal de ral, &c. Said Quack—I hope this can't be true, Nay, friend, thou art mistaken; We must not fear what man can do— Yea! I will stand unshaken! The Skipper, to complete the farce, Said, Maister Quaker, what's far warse, A b——g dog bit Markie's a—e, And browt on Hydrophobie! Fal de ral, &c. Now Markie overheard their talk, Thinks he, aw'll try the Quaker— Makes P. D. to the huddock walk, Of fun to be partaker: To howl an' bark he wasn't slack, The Quaker ow'rboard in a crack, With the fat Skipper on his back, For fear of Hydrophobie! Fal de ral, &c. How P. D. laugh'd to see the two, Who to be sav'd, were striving— Mark haul'd them out wi' much ado, And call'd them culls for diving:— The Quaker suen was put on shore, For he was frighten'd verry sore— The Skipper promis'd never more To mention Hydrophobie! Fal de ral, &c.