["A resolution on the Agenda of the Greenwich Board of Works runs as follows:—’That, in order to enable the foreman of the dustmen in the Parish of St. Paul, Deptford, to get about that parish with more expedition, and so superintend the work of the men under his control to greater advantage than is now possible, a tricycle be obtained for his use, at a cost not exceeding L21 1s. 6d.’” Daily Chronicle.]
BUMBLE will ope his eyes, egad,
In hutter consternation.
He’d think as soon of a park-prad
For covies in my station.
Our Board o’ Works knows wot is
wot,
And has a feller-feeling.
About the parish must I trot?
No, hang it! I’ll
go Wheeling!
CHORUS.
Out o’ the road!
The highway clear!
OSMOND’s
the Cyclist’s fust man;
And I, by co-in-side-ance
clear,
Am the fust Cycling
Dustman!
The happy foreman Dustman!
The Cycle-riding
Dustman!
Yes, by a co-in-side-ance
queer,
I’m the
fust Cycling Dustman!
Old fogies to the papers write,
Grumbling about their dust,
Sirs.
They says we’re scarce and imperlite,
Unless we’re well tipped
fust, Sirs.
When I wheels round on my machine,
Like ZIMMERMAN on hisn,
If we don’t keep their dustbins
clean,
Wy, pop me into prison!
CHORUS.
Their refuse-pails we’ll
promptly clear,
When on the wheels
I’m fust man;
And even sour old maids shall
cheer
The Cycle-riding
Dustman! &c.
Cycles for Dust-hos! Arter that,
It’s Hosborne to my
hattic
That Dusty BOB of the flap ’at
Will turn haristocratic.
BUMBLE, old buck, I cannot tell
‘Ow bloomin’ proud
I feel, man,
Old Shanks’s mare I once knew well,
But now I’m turned swell
Wheelman.
CHORUS.
Good Greenwich Board o’
Works! Hurroo!
Elated? Ain’t
I just, man!
Show the Big D! ’Twill
bring to you
The Cycle-riding
Dustman! &c.
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[Illustration: SOME UPS AND DOWNS OF THE GENERAL ELECTION.
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[Illustration: “BUMBLE BARNARDO; OR, THE BUZZY B.”
“I feel almost compelled to concur in the widely-known dictum of the redoubtable Mr. Bumble.”—Extract from Letter of Dr. Barnardo to the “Times."
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JUST LIKE JUSTICE.
(NOTES ON THE NEXT CASE.)
Commencement of the Case.—I am an enthusiast, and I am jotting down on this sheet of paper the story of my last exploit. A few days since I saw a dear little fellow in long clothes deserted by its mother, and took quite an interest in it. The next I hear of the sweet little boy is that he had been caught up by Dr. MARCELLUS and carried to his Home! Shall I permit this? No, from the view I had of the mother before she deserted the little lad (who, by the way, was called PITT WELLINGTON, after two statesmen recently deceased), I imagine she must have been a Reformed Revivalist of the New Connexion. PITT WELLINGTON shall be brought up as a Reformed Revivalist of the New Connexion. (Signed) MARY HEAVISIDES, Spinster and Landowner.