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 But the punch that J. T. Johnston made was the punch of all the punches. The great Panurge went under ground, so says his curious story, And there a wondrous sign he found, St. Bottle in his glory, It stirred his mighty wits to song, a song which I'm afraid is A bit too broad, though none too long, to sing before the ladies. There was a better oracle for Johnston's congregation, For it required no priest to tell a word of explanation;