We want to hear the chickens sing, The calves and oxen squeal, And either ride round in the swing. Or dance the rustic reeL —Cho. OI What a monstrous tree it took To bear that mammoth beet, And how it makes dear Susan look To hear John talk so sweet ! The cabbage bush did very well, That hill of apples, too, The turnip vines must put in hard To furnish such a crew.—Cho. The bedquilts, fruit and candy stands Must all receive our care, O, won't the handsome schoolma'am blush^[1] The homely man will swear. If babies squall, or women jaw, Or folks step on your toes, "Don't let your angry passions rise," And don't turn up your nose. —Cho. Now, there stand John and Susan, With John's arm out of place, See Susan beam with happiness, See John's sunshiny face. They're taking in the County fair, And having lots of fun. Enjoy yourself for all that's out, Be sorry when it's done.—Cho.

1. ↑ A premium was offered to the homeliest and the handsomest schoolma'am.