Fell from his face, and in its place,
He found a Christian nose.

His tangled Hebrew beard,
Which to his waist came down,
Was now a pair of whiskers fair--
His name, Adolphus Brown.

He wedded in a year,
That prelate's daughter Jane;
He's grown quite fair--has auburn hair--
His wife is far from plain.





THE FOLLY OF BROWN.

BY A GENERAL AGENT.


I knew a boor--a clownish card,
(His only friends were pigs and cows and
The poultry of a small farmyard)
Who came into two hundred thousand.

Good fortune worked no change in Brown,
Though she's a mighty social chymist:
He was a clown--and by a clown