nder a song that is called '_Ger-rump_.'
An original composition."

Then the Critical Owl
With a guttural growl,
Or a noise which was something near it,
Stood up and observed: "All summer long
From dusk till day you have sung that song--
And why should we _pay_ to hear it?"

So they all marched out
In a regular rout,
With remarks most decidedly chilling,
And every one, as he passed the stand
Where the Muskrat kept all the cash in hand,
Demanded and _got_ his shilling!

And the luckless Frog,
In the lonesome Bog,
Relapsed into deep dejection;
As he broods alone on his dismal case
And sings all night in a booming bass,
"_Ger-rump_" is his one selection.

The Musical Trust

By D. K. Stevens

There was once a man who could execute
"Old Zip Coon" on a yellow flute,
And several other tunes to boot,
But he couldn't make a penny with his tootle-ti-toot
Tootle-ootle-_oot_le--tootle-ti-toot!
Tootle-ootle-_oot_le--tootle-ti-toot!
Though he played all day on his yellow flute,
He couldn't make a penny with his tootle-ti-toot.

One day he met a singular
Quaint old man with a big tu_ba_,
Who said: "I've travelled wide and far
But I haven't made a penny with my _oom_-pah-pah."
_Oom_-pah! _Oom_-pah! _Oom_-pah-pah!
_Oom_-pah! _Oom_-pah! _Oom_-pah-pah!
Though he played all day on his big tu_ba_
He couldn't make a penny with his _oom_-pah-pah.

Then they met two men who were hammering
On a big bass drum and a cymbal thing,
Who said: "We've banged since early spring
And we haven't made a penny with our boom-zing-zing."
_Boom_-zing! _Boom_-zing! _Boom_-zing-zing!
_Boom_-b-b-_boom_-boom--zing-zing!
Though the banged on the drum and the cymbal thing
They couldn't make a penny with their _boom_-zing-zing.

So the man with the flute
Played tootle-ti-toot,
And the other man he played _oom_-pah,
While the men with the drum and the cymbal thing
Went: _boom_-b-b-_boom_-boom--zing-zing!
And they travelled wide and far.
Together they made the welkin ring