To smite his blooming lyre,
He told how Mrs. Jobson's cat
Would sometimes sit upon the mat
Beside the kitchen fire.
It was such realistic stuff,
That we could never have enough
Of smoky Staffordshire.
II
"But since he went to gay Paree,
His tales are different quite.
Somehow, he never can forget
The wicked women he has met--
He must have kissed a midinette
I hope the baggage didn't let
The rascal stop all night!
At any rate, his latest play
Of wayward woman's wanton way,
Is drawing all the town, they say!
"Sacred and Profane Love" has recently been published in this country by George H. Doran Company.
A poster portrait of Lincoln, which Mr. Charles Falls designed to Advertise Drinkwater's "Abraham Lincoln," now playing to tense audiences at the Cort Theatre, New York City, has come to an extraordinary end for a poster; it has been secured by the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The drawing is singularly well adapted in style, we are told, not merely to Lincoln's rugged personality, but to Drinkwater's spare, and yet significant, outline of Lincoln, in his strangely effective drama. The picture is flatly done in black and white against a dull orange background.