268 DECEMBER 



Enter PETER GRAY. 



PETER GRAY. Who are you a-callin' Peter Gray ? 

 My name is not Peter Gray, 

 My name is Mister Gray 

 Zo the people all zay. 



FATHER CHRISTMAS. Oh, doctor, doctor, what is thy fee ? 



PETER GRAY. Ten guineas is my fee, 



But fifty guineas I'll take of thee. 



FATHER CHRISTMAS. Take it all, doctor, but what canst thou 

 cure? 



PETER GRAY. 



I can cure the itch, the stitch, the palsy, an' the gout, 



All pains athin an' all pains athout, 



An' if this man hev got a bush in's toe I can pull en out. 



Yes, I am a noble little doctor ; I am not one of them deceit- 

 ful quack doctors as walks from place to place a-zayin' what they 

 can do. What I doos I doos before you all; 'tis hard if you 

 cain't believe your own eyes. I've got a bottle here called the 

 Foster Drops. I'll put one drop on the tip of his tongue, an' 

 one drop on the palm of his hand, an' will zay to en, Arise ! 

 arise ! an' walk as quickly as thou canst ! 



KING GEORGE (menacingly). Arise ! arise, an' get thee back 

 to thine own country, an' tell them that King Jarge can vight 

 ten thousand better men than thee. [THE FOREIGN KING rises. 

 All begin again to tramp in a circle round the room. 



FATHER CHRISTMAS. Walk in, Tall-an'-Smart. 



Enter TALL-AND-SMART. 

 TALL-AND-SMART. 



In comes I, bold Tall-an'-Smart, 

 I tells my mind wi' all my heart ; 

 My head is made of iron, 

 My body's lined wi' steel, 

 My trousers fits my legs zo tight, 

 My garters drags my heel. 



Virst coir.es Christmas, an' then comes spring 

 I am a little jolly lad can either dance or zing. 



FATHER CHRISTMAS. Walk in, bold Granny-dear. 



