through some printed slips in his pocketbook. "I
wanted you to see some of the fellow's articles in
print, but I have nothing of importance here only
some of his 'doggerel,' as he calls it, and you've had
a sample of that. But here's a bit of the upper spirit
of the man--and still another that you should hear
him recite. You can keep them both if you care to.
The boys all fell in love with that last one,
particularly, hearing his rendition of it. So we had a
lot printed, and I have two or three left. Put these
two in your pocket and read them at your leisure."

But I read them there and then, as eagerly, too,
as I append them here and now. The first is
called--

SAYS HE

"Whatever the weather may be," says he--
"Whatever the weather may be
It's plaze, if ye will, an' I'll say me say,--
Supposin' to-day was the winterest day,
Wud the weather be changing because ye cried,
Or the snow be grass were ye crucified?
The best is to make your own summer," says he,
"Whatever the weather may be," says he--
"Whatever the weather may be!

"Whatever the weather may be," says he--
"Whatever the weather may be,