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It  is  much pleasanter  then  to  court
                                   Than  when  it  is  pitch  dark.

                                Rill  Jones  went  out one  deep,  dark  night
                                   To  court  Susannah  Cree;
                                lie   fell  over  a  great  big  log,                     *
                                   And  hurt  the  cap  of his  knee.

                                Now if Jones  had  stayed  to  hum,
                                   And  had  not sparked  Miss  Cree
                                Until  the  moon  had  got  full  again,
                                   He would  not  have  hurt  his  knee.

                                But  that’s the  way  when  a  feller's  courtin’
                                   He  would  climb  a  popular  tree,
                                Or go through  the  darkest  night,
                                   No  difference  if he  did  hurt  the  cap  of his  knee.

                        B o y   i\   A u d i e n c e . — H o w   arc  w ,   cap  o f   his  k n e e ?    (Other  hoys
                      laugh)
                        Pk m I dent,'— Order there,  I  say.   Jf you  boys  don't keep  order,  I’ll
                      appoint  a committee  to  export you,
                        B lctrey.— I  ax you,  Mr.  President,  aril  I  to  be  interrupted  in  this
                      manner ?
                        President.— No,  you  aren’t ;  indeed  you  aren’t.   Go  on  with  the
                      read in’  of  your  soul-thrillin'  essay,  and  T!il  maintain  order  at the  peril
                      of my  individual  life.
                        BethicW— No,  J'll  lead  no  more.   I  did  not  get  up  in this meetin’ to
                      be  laughed at  by  a  parcel  of heathenish  boys.   I shall  resoom my scat
                      and  slay  resoomcd  until  those  benighted  boys  are  taught  to keep order
                      and  respect  intellectual  latitudinarianisin.   (Scats herself
                         F.ivEJx  RiDDr.K.— I  feel  sorry,  indeed,  that  the  reading  of  this  sub­
                      lime  poem  has  been  interrupted  by  die  outbursting  laughter  of  a
                      number  of obstreperous  boys.    I  had  become deeply interested  in  the
                      fate and  fortunes  of the  hero,  Mr.  William Jones,  and  T  can  say  that  I
                      have  a  sinccre  desire  to  know  how the  poem  ends*
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