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T H E   A D V E N T U R E S   O F  M ILT IA D E S   P E T E R K IN   PA U L,
                              N a   V II. —  MILTIADES  CELEBRATES  T H E   "G L O R IO U S   F O U R T H /’


                                                     HV  JOHN  flfcOWNjCNIN,

                   L   i t t l e  Miltiades  peterkin  Pun!    S:dlied [(.lib ki the barn-yajd wiih triumphant ihrnit,
                        Had come back to the firm   from the Ceniertnial,
                                                               Wildly flinging  torpedoes and cracker* about.
                   WitEi  his  little  heart brimful of  love,  pure  am]  true,   And Hie cattle, anti fowls, and the pigs in the :-i;y,
                   For  the glorious old colors,  the red,  white and  blue ;  Sqqh awoke to the fact thflt  twi; Fourth of July,
                                                               Such a lowing apd cackling And squealing, lie sure,
                                                               Has never been henrd either since or before,

                                                               JiuL,  alnst  youi]j  Miltiades  Peterkin  !J;inl
                                                               Found  these ji>ys. like some others,  nol lasting  *t  all.
                                                               Long  e’er  noon  Ins  totpftdoes  and  crackers  were
                                                                    gone,
                                                               And he  even grew  tired  of  blowing his  horn,
                                                               lint  nt  length,  wand'ring  rgund  to the front porch,  lol
                                                                    there
                                                               L:ty okt  Tabby1,  asleep in  his grandmother's chnir,
                                                               ‘*Ah|  I  have  l ( ! "  he  cried,   " I   will  blow  up  the
                                                                    cat 3
                                                               I  njrkon she'll very  S*XHi  move 01H of  t&att




                   And Iw sure,  when  the  Fourth  of  July Ciime  iron nil,
                   A stauncher yernn^  patriot  POuld  Tinwiicre lie  found.
                   At  least,  it  is  eettain  th;it  110  nut!  suCiieeded
                   In  making more  ntHse and  confusion  clin.ii  he did.

                   He  wsm tint of  his  trundle-bed  promptly  at dawn,
                   And  was ben tin"  his  drum  and  was blowing his  horn.
                   Then,  since  t lies  course  entirely  failed  to  arouse
                   T o  a sense of  its duty  the rest of  l^e  house.
                   He Vttlt  mnrcEiinjSf  JlboLirr crying loudly,  “ Hi,  hi !
                   Have  you  fa I Its  ;ill  forgotten  ’tin  Fout'ih of  July?
                   Why I  what  would  George  Washington  think  of  yon
                        all I ”           ,
                   Exclaimed  little  Miltiades  Peterkin  Paul-
                                                               " There’s  a  big  horn  nf  powder1  that  hangs  in  the
                   AEtflt  breakfast,  Mittindc?  Peterkin  Paul,   hall,'1
                   In  his soldier-hat,  epaulettes, plufiic;,  spurs,  and  all,  Continued  Miltiades  Peterkin  Pnul \
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