208 JEU D'ESPKIT. 



mating that if an apology for the assault 

 on Mr. W. R. was not immediately pub- 

 lished in the Cambridge papers, an action 

 would be commenced; the same time de- 

 manding 6s. 8d. for the letter. 



"What do you mean to do with it?" 

 I enquired. 



"Light this cigar with it," said he. 



"No, don't do that," I observed. "Al- 

 low me to answer it, will you?" 



He readily assented; when, on my re- 

 turn to Cambridge, I wrote and despatched 

 the following little jeu d esprit : 



Oh ! Billy, Billy, 



Why so silly 

 As to take the Law on Bob, 



Because his crop 



He chose to drop 

 Upon your empty nob. 



You could not think 



That Bob would wink 

 At such an awkward Jarvie, 



Who meant to pitch 



Him in the ditch, 

 So did it just to sarve ye. 



