Hello there, Charlie, It's your reward Do be s0 called Instead of Lord." For you're a kind of bang-go-slam, A good deal like our Uncle Sam, A man of plain Outspoken views, Who has not learned How to refuse To meet the world and what it claims For human efforts, ends and aims A homely man, In sense, not face 5 And brawn to back Tt for a place In every heat you choose to run For serious things, or just for fun.""
An all-round chap, Made on the plan Of Yankee nature's Nobleman, Who sees and acts and thinks and foole On what the present need reveals, Hello there, Charlie How d'y"? Shal Come in: come in What will you take? It straight? of course; that's no surprise; You couldn't do it otherwise.
Here's looking at you May your days Be multiplied, and Your plain ways Be pattern for the thousands who Are not, but should be, more like you, W. J. Lamproy. N.Y. Sun.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.