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THE UPPER SCHOOL BELL.

— o(From the Wellington Post.) To school, you big boys, for the Master's come home, And no more at free quarters abroad may you ; roam : Come and give an account of your holiday work To Yogel, the Dominie, no hoy can shirk. " Permissive Bill ! Head hoy ! what good have you done ? Have schools or cold water afforded most fun ? You should set the example of warm application In teaching tee-totalism and 1 education." " Well, Master, I can't say I've done a great deal : To be mated with you such an honor I feel, That I've left all the school-fighting just where it stood, Getting out. of the mess in what manner I could. But in water !-~cold water ! — I'm doing a stroke; Pumping millions of gallons a day (that's no i . _oke); For I've seen all the sluicing and races so nice, And in colors of water done mountains of ice ! " The Dominie humm'd, and the Dominie haw'd, But at last the Premier boy loudly ha-hawed, Saying, " Bill I you're a caution to tea-pots and . cans, Throwing nasty cold water all over our plans ! Big Donald ! come up J How are all my brown friends ? Are they eating the candle at both its fat ends ? Quick ! Hand me the tottle of .that little score, And tell me how soon you will want any more ! Feed them in the country, and clothe them in town, „ ' The Mystery-man they can never do brown;, . Whether friendlies or Hauhaus, it's all one to me, So you keen them from eating' me cold for their tea!"' .-.- ; .-,•• •::... .v . ••;•- • " Wakarongo, Te Wokcrat Tangatapail . The Maori loves-' millions ' as you 'do, or I : . s , Of the utfuwlong as we get a good share, How the ;pakeha pays it, pray what. do. we care ? The Maori has land and his shepherds have sheep. ' .&'-■■■ "."... v ■'.• >' _^_; And hiai^eatfier-eyelifting^ doth e_oh- of theii -■ < ___w:i,r-fl,_'. ■•',.i'^.v. i -,r,-" l^~^>r.-;- ' ,■,■■•■." .. :-'. .--..-,

t You must keep immigration aw ay from inspect- , ing; The black sheep the shepherds are always pro--5 tecting!" ' ******** ) , Now, Resident Reeves ! how is Christchurch to- » clay ? \ As a Government hack does the newspaper pay? That ' Resident ' dodge is a wonderful thing — ■ Of the rest of the 'Middle' what news do you ; bring ? " " Sir ! I've been down to Stewart's, that dismal ! wet land, i And got it all ready for sealers from Shetland : Rolleston, Stafford, and I, with expressions en--1 dearing, " Got for twelve miles of rail ' Kaiapogian ' cheeri ing: I'm fond of ' residing ; ' it sweetly agrees With a newspaper owner that's fond of his ease, • You shall see how my blending the bland with the grand. Has made Rolleston and Christchurch throwup their hand ! " • "You're a good little boy, and so Ion? as the Times Like an auctioneer's bell to our policy chimes, 1 You shall in your snug office at Christchurch ' re- ' side ' t While ' Yogel and millions ' in power abide ! 1 Ha ! young pickle Ormond ! what's this that I hear ? ; You're very much too fond of pigtail, I fear : ; , Had you not enough :gumption . to know that Chinese ' In this part of the world is not reckoned ' the cheese ? ' Cheap labor for railways ? That's all very well ; But you shouldn't have said so ; best kiss and not tell : ■ You won't do it again ? I forgive you this onee — Help M'Lean with the Maoris, ahd don't be a dunce ! Well, Housekeeper Gizzy ! how fares the red tape ? Have you kept all the papers and porters in shape ? Have you staved off the drns, and referred them to me As the man without whom nothing settled could be? You're a good Cinderella, and some day, perhaps, When we all of us have to be packing our traps — .-, • .., „ For millionaire Ministries often are .brittle — ' I'll tell the next Master how well you do little ! Now, get up your lessons, prepared in your classes To teach honest rogues they are nothing but asses : And when the words ' how much ' you think you can spell, Bid Dillon Ding-Dong ring the Upper School Bell ! "

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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VII, Issue 118, 18 May 1872, Page 4

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THE UPPER SCHOOL BELL. Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VII, Issue 118, 18 May 1872, Page 4

THE UPPER SCHOOL BELL. Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VII, Issue 118, 18 May 1872, Page 4

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