An' chaps as shirk an' chaps as work--just ornery chaps like me.

It takes the stiffs an' deadbeats an' the decent shell-backs too,
The chaps as always pull their weight an' them as never do;
The sort the Lord 'as made 'em knows what bloomin' use they be,
An' crazy folks an' musical blokes an' ornery chaps like me.

It takes a deal o' fancy breeds--the Dagoes an' the Dutch,
The Lascars an' calashees an' the seedy boys an' such;
It takes the greasers an' the Chinks, the Jap and Portugee,
The blacks an' yellers an' half-bred fellers and ornery folk like me.

It takes all sorts to make the world an' the same to make a crew,
It takes more kinds o' people than there's creeters in the Zoo;
You meet 'em all ashore (says Bill) an' you find 'em all at sea--
But do me proud if most o' the crowd ain't ornery chaps like me!
C.F.S.

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"---- UNITED FREE CHURCH.

Evening--Monthly Sermon for Young Men and Women.

'Love, Courtship, and Marriage.'

Anthem--'And it shall come to pass.'"

_Scotch Paper._