MOLLIE AND HER RAM.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume X, Issue 1153, 21 September 1882, Page 4

MOLLIE AND HER RAM.

Mollie had a little ram as black as rubber shoe, and everywhere that Mollie went he emigrated too. He went with her to church one d a y— the folks hilarious drew, to see him walk demurely into Deaeon Allen’s PC The worthy Deacon quickly let his angry passions rise and gave him an unchristian kick between the sad brown eyes. This landed raminy in the aisle ; the Deacon followed fast, and raised his foot again ; alas ! that, first kick was his last. For Mr Sheep walked slowly back, about a rod, 'tis said, and ere the Deacon could retreat he stood upon his head. The congregation then arose, and went for that ’ere sheep ; several well directed butts just piled them in a heap. The minister had often heard that kindness would subdue the fiercest beast. “ Aha !” he said, “ I'll try the game on you.” And so he kindly, gently called : “ Come rammy, rummy, ram ; to see the folks abuse you so I grieved and sorry am.” With kind and gentle words he came from that tall pulpit down, saying: “ Rammy, rammy, ram—best sheep in the town." Ths ram quite dropped his humble air, and rose from off his feet, and when the parson landed he was behind the hindmost seat. As he shot out the door and closed it with a slam, he named a California town—l think ’twas “ Yuba Dam.”