I nostri giovani ragazzi [numero] . labaloo !Ri troppo ! Ri loo ! Loo ! Loo! Loo ! Tutti a bordo per una confusione ! Ora arrotolare la tabella,fino ai sei in grado, sedie, divano, grande poltrona troppo !mettere le lampade e la divertente vasesIn vecchi luoghi. Come s questo per una confusione ?Ri troppo ! Ri loo ! Loo ! Loo ! Loo ! Come s questo per una confusione ? Lasciate che i piatti e la pansBe womans e mans ; tutti mantenere ancora nella loro pew !Mammys camice ho 11 Ottenere avanti,e predicare è un testo. Alterate ! Hush con la vostra confusione !Ri troppo ! Ri loo ! Loo ! Loo ! Loo ! Alterate ! Hush con la vostra confusione ! Come predicatore in gownClimbed fino e

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Our young folks [serial] . labaloo !Ri too ! ri loo ! loo ! loo! loo ! All aboard for a hullabaloo ! Now roll up the table, Far up as you re able, Chairs, sofa, big easy-chair too !Put the lamps and the vasesIn funny old places. How s this for a hullabaloo ?Ri too ! ri loo ! loo ! loo ! loo ! How s this for a hullabaloo ? Let the dishes and pansBe the womans and mans ; Everybody keep still in their pew !Mammys gown I 11 get next, And preach you a text. Dicky ! hush with your hullabaloo !Ri too ! ri loo ! loo ! loo ! loo ! Dicky ! hush with your hullabaloo ! As the preacher in gownClimbed up and looked down His queer congregation to view, Said Dicky to Sammy, O, dere comes our mammy ! Se 11 pank for dis hullabawoo !Ri too ! ri loo ! woo !, woo ! woo ! Se 11 pank for dis hullabawoo! O mammy ! O mammy ! Cried Dicky and Sammy, We 11 never again, certain true ! But with firm step she trodTo take down the rod, — O, then came a hullabaloo ! Boohoo ! boohoo ! woo ! woo ! woo ! O, then came a hullabaloo ! Mrs. A. M. Diaz.. AN ADIRONDACK DEER-HUNT. THERE were only three of us, Charlie, Will, and I, but we enjoyed ourselves asthoroughly as though the party had been composed of a dozen ; for we were alljolly fellows, and we made the best of camp-life. That Monday night we had setapart for a regular deer-hunt. During the afternoon we made everything ready. Thejack, as it was called, a large lantern fixed upon a pole and set upright in the bowof the boat, was freshly cleaned and filled ; the double-barrel, Charlies favoriteweapon, was carefully inspected and then loaded with a dozen buck-shot to eachcharge ; and we had examined our revolvers, satisfied that, should a deer show himselfanywhere within ten rods of their muzzles, he was a gone deer. At last evening came, and a beautiful evening too ; no moon, but a clear sky, each star shining with particular brilliancy, and not a breath of air stirring. Aboutnine oclock, everything being arranged, we started. The usual number for a dee

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• bookcentury1800
• bookdecade1860
• bookpublisherbosto
• bookyear1865