THE SHANGHAI TWINS.

As Mother Bantam roamed the field, Of worms and bugs in quest, She found two large and lonesome eggs In a deserted nest. “This makes my duty clear” said she, “I’ll stay and hatch them out.” And for three weeks that little hen Was no more seen about.

At length from out those two large eggs The young chicks broke their way; And thus the famous Shanghai Twins First saw the light of day And Mother Bantam stood aghast That newborn pair to see For, standing in his stocking feet, Each was as tall as she.

When Mother Bantam came to feed The hungry Shanghai Twins, She found she had an awful task To fill them to their chins; And, if they were not filled that full, They clamored to be fed; Until in running down their food She worked till nearly dead.

With hoppers and with lady bugs, With moths and worms and flies, With grains of corn and crumbs of bread She stopped their hungry cries. Till finally she ran so much To get them food to eat, That she herself, worn out and starved, Was overcome by heat.

Said Mother Bantam to her twins: “Since you two have been hatched, “You have not found a single meal, “You have not run nor scratched; “I’ve fed you as a mother should, “But you are stronger now “And henceforth you must scratch for worms.” Cried they: “Please show us how.”

She led them to the garden plot, “Dig in your claws” said she, “Just catch the dirt and push it back. “It’s easy; don’t you see?” “Ah yes,” they cried and went to work With all their main and might, And, ere they knew what they had done, They buried her from sight.

The Shanghai Twins came on apace; So rapidly they grew, That larger, stronger fowls than they Became extremely few. And Mother Bantam gazed with pride Her foster sons upon: The one of them was christened James, The other one was John.

Beneath the battered hen-house door, A hungry fox one night Poked in his nose, and all the fowls Were paralyzed with fright. But James and John knew what to do, They fought with might and main Until the fox took to his heels With yelps of fear and pain.

Now when the valiant Shanghai Twins Had put a fox to flight, They stood on guard to watch the house The balance of the night And, while they watched, the other fowls Reposed in perfect peace: So, after that, the Twins were named As poultry yard police.

Each wore, to show his lofty rank, A helmet, club and star, And soon as faithful guardians Their fame spread near and far. The very mention of their names, Made thieving fowls turn pale For well they knew that John and James Could march them off to jail.

Three young and interesting pigs Once lived within a sty; And one was greedy, one was strong, And one was scarce a half yard long And scant ten inches high.

The greedy one, when large and fat, Was led away one day; The strong one rooted at his pen Until he made a hole, and then Crept out and ran away. The smallest pig, with careful thought, Made up his mind to stay. He did not eat enough to grow, He did not run away, and so He lives in peace today.