cacklers, cease!"

So gaspeth great HARCURTIUS, but gaspeth all in vain.
The gaff is blown, the anserine guard gives tongue with might and main.
A stir, a tramp of mailèd feet, a torch-flare! Whillaloo!
"Say, is this MARCUS MANLIUS? No, hang it, there be two,
SALISBURIUS and GOSCHENIUS, with a host, no doubt, behind,
They're on their guard, whate'er may chance, we shall not 'catch
'em blind'
Like gudgeon. No! there's not a chance of a surprise by night;
If the Gauls take the Citadel, ye gods, they'll have to _fight_!"
How history repeats itself! At least we must agree,
The Geese have roused the Capital? And _saved_ it? We shall see!

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[Illustration: THE ATTACK ON THE "CAPITAL."]

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[Illustration: SO ARTLESS!

SCENE--_A Cinderella Dance._

_Swell_ (_to ingenuous Maiden_). "ARE YOU ENGAGED?"

_Ingenuous Maiden._ "NO--BUT--I SHOULD SO LIKE TO BE!"

[_And, as the old game has it, the consequences were ----!_]