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ce Bernard-- The family famed in histories And hymned of every bard. His form was of exuberant mold, Long, slim and loose of joints; There never was a pointer-dog So full as he of points. His hair was like a yellow fleece, His eyes were black and kind, And like a nodding, gilded plume His tail stuck up behind. His bark was very, very fierce And fierce his appetite, Yet was it only things to eat That he was prone to bite. But in that one particular He was so passing true That never did he quit a meal Until he had got through. Potatoes, biscuits, mush or hash, Joint, chop, or chicken limb-- So long as it was edible, 'Twas all the same to him! And frequently when Hunger's pangs Assailed that callow pup, He masticated boots and gloves Or chewed a door-mat up. So was he much beholden of The folk that him did keep; They loved him when he was awake And better still asleep. FITTE THE SECOND. Now once his master lingering o'er His breakfast coffee-cup, Observed unto his doting spouse: "You ought to wash the pup!" "That shall I do this very day," His doting spouse replied; "You will not know the pretty thing When he is washed and dried. "But tell me, dear, before you go Unto your daily work, Shall I use Ivory soap on him, Or Colgate, Pears' or Kirk?" "Odzooks, it matters not a whit-- They all are good to use! Take Pearline, if it pleases you-- Sapolio, if you choose! "Take any soap, but take the pup And also water take, And mix the three discreetly up Till they a lather make. "Then mixing these constituent parts, Let nature take her way," With such advice that sapient sir Had nothing more to say. Then fared he to his daily toil All in the Board of Trade, While Mistress Taylor for that bath Due preparations made. FITTE THE THIRD. She whistled gayly to the pup And called him by his name, And presently the guileless thing All unsuspecting came. But when she shut the bath-room door And caught him as catch-can, And dove him in that odious tub, His sorrows then began. How did that callow, yellow thing Regret that April morn-- Alas! how bitterly he rued The day that he was born! Twice and again, but all in vain He lifted up his wail; His
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