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A Reconstruction Letter.
13
But the dinner-bell's rung, says Ch-dw-ck, our steward,
So no more to-day from your own
B-lly S-w-rd.
P. S.—If you're reading, just try a few snatches
From my book, lately printed, of foreign dispatches;
I flatter myself they will go to posterity—
Historical models of terseness and verity.
P. S. Number 2.—A good joke on old W-ll-s,
Who sticks to his place like a fool's cap and bells:
When the knights of the needle, that queer delegation,
Surrounded the head of their craft and the nation,
Quoth a voice from the crowd, "Who's that jolly old owl?"
And another, "It must be a different fowl,
For you've noticed that, whether for show or for use,
Among so many tailors there must be one goose."
