THE SCRIPTURAL PANORAMIST. 299 



" ' Come rise up, 'WiUiain Ri-i-ley, 

 And go along with me ! ' 



"Whe-ew! All the solemn old flats got up in a hiifFtogo, and everybody 

 else laughed till the windows rattled. 



" The showman went down and grabbed the orchestra and shook him up and 

 says — 



" ' That lets you out, you know, you chowder-headed old clam : Go to the 

 door-keeper and get your money, and cut your stick — vamose the lanche ! 

 Ladies and gentlemen, circumstances over which I have no control compel me 

 prematurely to dismiss the house.' " 



