MIDSHIPMITE

Adams

Twas in fifty-five, on a winter's night,
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!

We'd got the Rooshan lines in sight,
When up comes a little midshipmite,
Cheerily, me lads, yo ho!

"Who'll go ashore tonight?" says he,
"And spike their guns along wi' me?"
"Why, bless you, sir, come "long," says we,
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!

Chorus:

With a long, long pull and a strong, strong pull,
Gaily boys make her go,

And we'll drink tonight to the midshipmite,
Singing cheerily, lads, yo ho.

We launched the cutter and shoved her out,
Cheerily, lads, yo ho;

The lubbers might ha' heard us shout

As the middy cried out, "Now my lads put about,"
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!

We made for the guns and we rammed them tight,
But the musket shots came left and right,
And down drops the poor little midshipmite,

Cheerily, ye lads, yo ho!
Cheerily, ye lads, yo ho!

"I'm done for now, good-bye," says he,
Steadily, my lads, yo ho;

"You make for the boat, never mind for me,"
"We'll take 'ee back, sir, or die," says we,
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!

So we hoisted him in, in a terrible plight,
And we pulled every man with all his might,
An' saved the poor little midshipmite,

Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!

Pathe Record 30109

ME AND JIM

We were both brought up in a country town,
Was me an' Jim;

An' the hull world somehow seems to frown
On me an' him.

At school we never was given a chance
To larn that Africa wasn't in France;
Patches we wore on the seats of our pants,
Did me an' Jim.

But we grew up hearty, an' hale an' strong,
Did me an' Jim.

We knowed every note in a thrush's song,

Did me an' him.

An' we knowed where the bluebirds built their nests
When the Spring tripped over the mountain crests,
Why the robins all wore their scarlet vests,
Did me an' Jim.

Then we fell in love, jest as most folks do,
Did me an' Jim.

We was arter the same gal, though, we two,.
That's me and him;

An' she treated us just alike, did she,
When at quiltin' party or huskin' bee,
We was even up in the race, you see,
Was me an' Jim.

I popped at last, an' she answered me "Nay,"
Jim followed suit;

But she wouldn't have him, and told him so,

Ferbidden fruit

We called her then, an' I'm afraid
We cussed a little, an' then we prayed
That she'd live an' die a plain old maid,
Did me an' Jim.

ME AND JIM-Continued

Then war broke out, an' Company B
Caught me an' Jim,

We both on us fit for the Union-see?
Did me an' him.

An' we heerd the screechin' o' shot an' shell,
The snarlin' o' guns, an' the rebel yell,
An' followed the flag through the battle's hell,
Did me an' Jim.

"Twas the day that we fit at Seven Oaks,
Death came to Jim,

An', excuse me, please, but I sorter chokes,
Talkin' o' him.

Fer his rugged brown hand I held in mine
"Till his soul passed out through the picket line,
Where an angel waited the countersign,
To git from Jim.

Then I fit along till the war was done,
Without poor Jim,

Was given a sword instead of a gun,
An' thought o' him.

An' wore an eagle when mustered out,
On my shoulder straps, an' I faced about
Fer the startin' p'int o' my hull life's route,
But not wi' Jim.

I was quite a man in that country place
I'd left wi' Jim;

She gave me a smile wi' a blushin' face,
An' asked 'bout him.

So I told her how, as she sat 'longside,
Like a soldier brave he had fought and died;
An' then-well, I kissed her because she cried;
Kissed her fer Jim.

Then I married her, one bright day in June,
Fer me an' Jim;

Oft under the light o' the stars an' moon,
We talked o' him;

An' arter a while, when a baby came-
A boy-An' we looked for a proper name,
His memory comin' up fresh again,

We called him Jim.

Victor Record 35545

MCGUIRE'S FOURTH OF JULY CELEBRATION

By, golly, it's a fine day for the Fourth of July.

You bet it is.

Ah, we're certainly havin' a grand time with the band goin'.

Ya, here comes the parade. Hurrah!

Look, ye, Patty with the flag; he looks like he's carryin' a harp.

Oh, they're a fine body of men.

Look at the walk on Donovan. Hurrah! Mike, you're alright.

Here comes McGuire ridin' in a hack. Ah, that's a fine band.

Well, here we are now and little order, please. Gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce to you the speaker of the day, McGuire.

Gentlemen, I am greatly honored being called upon to make a few remarks on the glorious Fourth of July. In those large boxes are the fireworks we are going to show off this evening. O'Reilly, get away from those boxes with yer cigars. Now today is called the Fourth of July becausebecause it comes on the fourth of July. Now I want those boys-O'Reilly will yer keep away from those fireworks with your cigars. As I was saying who was it that wrote the Declaration of Independence?

You did, did you not?

Yes, I did not. Gentlemen, I give you me solemn word, I was not the man that done it. Now, in the first place—I'm glad O'Reilly's cigar has gone out. Don't light it again, O'Reilly. Now, as I was saying-Lookout, O'Reilly -bang, bang, bang.

Sure, O'Reilly was a good man. The last thing he done in this world was to smoke. I wonder if he's smoking now.

Columbia Record 585

LISTEN TO THE MOCKING BIRD

Winner

I'm a dreaming now of Halley,
Sweet Halley, sweet Halley,

I'm a dreaming now of Halley,

For the thought of her is one that never dies.

She's sleeping in the valley,
The valley, the valley,
She's sleeping in the valley,

And the mocking bird is singing where she lies.

Chorus:

Listen to the mocking bird,
Listen to the mocking bird,

The mocking bird still singing o'er her grave.
Listen to the mocking bird,

Listen to the mocking bird,

Still singing where the weeping willows wave.

When the charms of spring awaken,
Awaken, awaken,

When the charms of spring awaken,

And the mocking bird is singing on the bough.

I feel like one forsaken,
Forsaken, forsaken,

I feel like one forsaken,

Since my Halley is no longer with me now.

Columbia Record 5937

LORD'S PRAYER

Our Father, who art in heaven,

Hallowed be Thy name,

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,

On earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

And forgive us our trespasses

As we forgive those who trespass against us;

Lead us not into temptation,

But deliver us from evil,

For thine is the kingdom,
And the power and the glory,

Forever, and ever. Amen.

Columbia Record 1035

xxiii Psalm on page 236.