PADDY MURPHY IN SAMOA.

South Canterbury Times, Issue 3322, 24 November 1883, Page 2

PADDY MURPHY IN SAMOA.

IPISTOL THE THIRD. International Hotel, Apia, Samoa, September 30th, 1883. My dear Sir George,—l promised in me last ipistol to give ye an account o’ the Samoan Parlimint, but just as I was siltin’ down to write it Jack rushed in au’ ses to mo,ses he:—Look here, Paddy nia bouchil, the King has heard that Major Atkinson is about startin’ as dilligate to the Annixation Confirince at Sydney, an’ he has axed me to requist you to pin one o’ your sublime pomes to the New Zayland Prime-ear in ordher to injooce him to use his influence to have Samoa aunixt,” ses Jack. Well, av coorse 1 couldn’t refuse Jack’s requist, an’ so I wrote the followin’ appail to the Major. I’ve dispatched a copy o’ the pome sthraight to Sydney where I hope it’ll raich him safely, so I do. Faix, we want to.be annixt, Major dear ! Major dear I An’ begorra, Pm perplixt, Major dear! Bekays the King an’ me Be the hokey, can’t agree _ With the Guv nor o’ Feejee, Major dear! Faix, these are lovely spots, Major dear! Major dear! Och, such party little plots, Major dear! The cocoanuts grow wild, An’ the weather’s mighty mild, For nachure here has smiled, Major dear ! The King’s a dacint boy, Major dear I Major dear ! An’ ses ’twould give him joy, Major dear! To jine the fedheration Which is now in contemplation— He spaiks for all his nation — Major dear! He’s often heard, he says, Major dear! Major dear 1 Av yer Aggers an’ yer ways, Major dear! An’ he thinks it’s yon alone That can prop the royal throne, Be procurin’ him a loan, Major dear! His Majisty has read, Major dear! Major dear! All about yer clever head, Major dear! He’s learned that to thrive You can prove —faix, man alive, That two and two make five, Major dear! He’s had a royal dhraime, Major dear! Major dear! Av a great Yogelian schaime, Major dear! Av public works, avick, To be carried out on tick, Och, begorra, he’s a brick, Major dear! He’s read o’ Gin’ral Bryce, Major dear! Major dear! An he thinks it would be nice, Major dear! To have a naite discourse With the boy who led the foorce To Parahakey’s coorse, Major dear! He wishes me to say, Major dear! Major dear! Ye’re at liberty to lay, Major dear! All these facts before yor males— The other diligates— It’s thruth, bedad he states, Major dear! Now, around this lovely shore, Major dear! Major dear! We’ve bennanas ripe, galore, Major dear! We’ve jellies too, an’ jams, An’ flitches, cheeks, an’ hams, With cocoanuts an’ yams, Major dear! The only thing it lacks, Major dear! Major dear! Is on property a tax, Major dearl Then like a dacint man Annix us av ye can In yer federation plan, Major dear! I am, me dear Sir George, Your Obagiant Sarvant, PADDY MURPHY. Sir George Grey, K.C.B.