Another chap had got my jack-nife, and was amusin' hisself by slashin' holes in my bloo cotton umbreller, which two other Muskeeters had shoved up, and was a settin' under, engaged in tyin' my panterloon legs into hard nots.

" A challinge was sent to the "Bloo stockin' base ball club," an old man's club in an adjoinin' town.

Foldin' my Filacteries, and pickin' up my bloo cotton parashoot, I fled the seen, hily tickled to think I wasen't a fat man.

The a-four-said honest old man carried a bloo cotton umbreller in one hand, and an acksminister carpet bag in t'other.

I was a sailin' down Dye Street with my bloo cotton umbreller under my arm, feelin' all so fine and so gay.

E-x-z-a-ckt-ly! As usual, on all such occasions, the women wore the bre-b-bifurcated garments, while the softer sex shone transparently, in silk, satins, and black and bloo spots.

"Thems the Marines," said he, pintin to the bloo cotes.

Thinkin Ide like to look the city over a bit, I sholdered my bloo cotton umbreller and carpet bag, and started on a tower of observashun.

The Consarvatives painted thurselves bloo, and the Radicals yaller, an' thay as danced the longest, the Roomans sent to Parlyment to rool the roost.

On the piano was the piece of music (Bennie Gottschalk's great song hit, "Hicky Bloo") which she had been playing the night before.

The fat man with the megaphone would bawl out, "'Hicky Bloo!'