Now that the darkeys are about to take part in national legislation, we shall probably be able to negrotiate a postal treaty with France.
_Enthusiastic Sympathizer._ "What I say is, we _must_ have our cigars; and _therefore_, Cuba _must_ be ours."]
Ho! I am the jolly repeater, And I train with the magical band, Who the legerdemain of the ballot With the skill of a wizard command.
Once a year every poll I explore, Honest voting is Greenland to me; Free suffrage is ever my motto, To my amnesty judges agree.
The trickster inspector I loathe, sir! Or the canvasser's pencils that thieve; Voting early and often is nobler Than ballots to change from one's sleeve.
No eight hours' labor I ask for, Votes from sunrise to sunset I cast; They are bread on political waters, And my sinecures follow them fast.
WILLIAM B. and his millionaire crew Will only vote once, sir; while I (Who to scorn laugh the honest assessors) Plump a score to their one--on the sly!
Who asks for my name? I repeat it-- Ho! the jolly repeater am I; Each book of the registry knows me, And I'm now in the market--Who'll buy?
(The above may be sung _da capo_, which is Italian for "repeat.")
The _Marriage of Figaro_ did not interest the Chicago people when it was produced in that peculiar city. Had it been called the "Divorce of Figaro," it would have aroused their warmest admiration.