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[Illustration: The warning of the Belle
Look out for the Train]
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Patriotic adoration.
A tale of Philadelphia.
People of the Quaker City,
How the world
must stand aghast
At your wondrous veneration
For those relics
of the past,
Kept in such precise condition,
Fostered with
such tender care—
Don’t, oh! don’t
the Philadelphians
Love old Independence Square?
Splendid are its walks and
grass-plots
Where the bootblacks
base-ball play,
And its seats resembling toad-stools,
On which loafers
lounge all day,
Waiting for their luck, or
gazing
At the office
of the Mayor—
Don’t, oh! don’t
the Philadelphians
Love old Independence
Square?
Then, behold the fine old
State-house
Cleanly kept inside
and out,
Where the faithful office-holders
Squirt tobacco-juice
about:
Placards highly ornamental
Decorate its outward
wall—
Don’t, oh! don’t
the Philadelphians
Love old Independence
Hall?
O! ye gods and little fishes!
Could bill-sticker
be so vile
As to paste up nasty posters
On the sacred
classic pile?
Greece and Rome yet have their
relics,
But what are they?
very small.
Never half so venerated
As old Independence
Hall.
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Periodical literature.