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MISS BLAYRE'S BENEFIT.

Enter Courtiers. "Stand way back!"

Loud applause from collegiate claque;

Audible whispers, "Look at Jack!"

One or two speeches, burlesquefied;

Cue: "Now in a tourney our knights shall ride,"

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When Jack takes his seat by his fair one's side.

That hobby-horse "business" well you know;

When the comedian gets a "throw,"

Ethalind ought to jump up with "whoa!"

Those ludicrous horses pitch and "rare";

One kicks the comedian into the air;

Ethalind leaps, - but where is her hair?

Where is her hair that in girlish taste

Had been hanging profusely below her waist?

Well, Jack had just sat on the ends, the "baste!"

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