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194. COMMITTEER’S ADDRESS. 
the beautiful instrament with which they had presented him, to 
remind him of their kindness, and of his own duty to the club. 
He would, as long as he had the power, endeavour to serve it in 
every possible way to the best of his ability. 
The papers announced in the programme, were then read by 
their authors. 
I.—On the Development of Phowxichilidum coccineum, by 
Mr. George Hodge. 
Several excellent microscopes were on the table, with the aid 
of which, a large number of beautiful preparations, illustrating 
the subject, were examined by those present, at the close of the 
paper. 
During the examination, Mr. H. C. Robson read some 
humorous lines on the defunct toad alas frog. 
RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO THE TYNESIDE NATU- 
RALISTS’ FIELD CLUB. 
Toad long pent in dreary hole, 
What to thee was life’s great goal ? 
What could be thy daily care 
Exiled from this upper air ? 
How might ozone reach to thee 
In sufficing quantity ? 
How did’st feed? how boil the pot, 
Mewed within thy narrow grot? 
Dids’t thou pass thy hermit life 
Free from trouble, care, and strife? 
Much I fear, the wisest man, 
Doomed to such a straightened span, 
With his vain imaginings, 
Would fret his soul to fiddle-strings! 
Did’st thou there in silence brood 
On the “bliss of solitude ? ” 
Or dream of silver streams long gone, 
Gilded by the summer’s sun, 
And mourn thy tadpoles far away, 
“Young barbarians all at play?” 
Or toad spouse swayed on weed or lily 
“ Trembling in the waters chilly,” 
Heedless all that husband—dad 
Was in his limestone jacket clad, 
Fast blocked up in stony wall, 
Palceontological! 
Beer, tobacco, wine, and love— 
ee a ee a ee. 
