CHAPTER XXIV.

CHILVERN'S BALLAD--THE MORAL.

Chilvern has got a Ballad which Medford sets to music. It is illustrated

by tableaux vivants, performed by Miss Adelaide Cherton, Cazell, and

Milburd.

[Illustration: CORPORAL TIM AND FAIR MOLLY.]

"Farewell," cries Corporal Tim.

"Farewell," said Molly, to him;

"You're going," says she,

"I'm going," says he,

"To fight in Tartary Crim."

(_Sadly._) "To fight in Tartary Crim!"

"I see," sobs Corporal Tim,

"You're eyes with weeping are dim."

"No, no," says she,

"Don't stop for me,

But go to Tartary Crim."

(_More sadly._) "Oh! go to Tartary Crim!"

"One word," says Corporal Tim;

"I have a young friend called Jim,

He'll act to you,

Like a brother would do,

While I'm in Tartary Crim."

(_Most sadly._) "While you're in Tartary Crim."

"The ship is off!" cried Tim.

He raised his hat by the brim;

He waved it about,

While she sobbed out,

"He's off to Tartary Crim."

(_Frantically._) "He's off to Tartary Crim."

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Now this young man called Jim,

Was strong and not too slim;

He was a tar,

On a man-of-war,

Arrived from Tartary Crim.

(_Cheerfully._) Arrived from Tartary Crim.

Now this young man called Jim,

He took a holiday whim;

Says he, to Molly,

"Oh, let's be jolly,

While _he's_ in Tartary Crim."

(_Jovially._) "While he's in Tartary Crim."

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One day, said Jovial Jim,

"I've got some news of Tim;

His ship, three-decked,

Was smashed and wrecked,

On leaving Tartary Crim."

(_Dubiously._) "On leaving Tartary Crim."

"He's drowned! poor Corporal Tim!"

Then Molly sang a hymn.

"Now, Jim," says she,

"You'll marry me,

And bother Tartary Crim."

(_Decidedly._) "And bother Tartary Crim."

One night at home with Jim,

Appeared a figure grim.

Cries she, "'Tis T----!"

"It is," says he;

"I've come from Tartary Crim."

(_Spectrally._) "I've come from Tartary Crim."

"You didn't think," says Tim,

"That corporals could swim

But ghosts know how

To swim--I'm now--

(_Spectrally._) My ghost!--from Tartary Crim."

And then they saw that Tim

Had fins on every limb;

His feet went squish--

Cries Jim, "I wish

I was in Tartary Crim."

(_Excitedly._) "Away to Tartary Crim!"

He took a jump, did Jim,

Right on to a vessel's rim;

She made a tack,

And he never came back,

To her or Tartary Crim.

(_With certainty._) To her or Tartary Crim.

The ghost of Corporal Tim

Took Molly away with him,

And plunged in the sea,

And there they be,

Two ghosts in Tartary Crim.

MORAL (_sung by the ghost of MOLLY_).

"Oh, when you hear that Tim

Is drowned, don't marry Jim,

Or else, like me,

You'll have to be

A ghost in Tartary Crim."

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