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ONCE A CLOWN, ALWAYS A CLOWN recipe for whitewash. The poem is to be found, too, in Burton Stevenson's "Home Book of Verse." But the supply apparently never overtakes the demand, and I take it that many a scrapbook still contains a yawning void. To forestall a petition to Congress, I give it here again:

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; The score was four to two with but one inning more to play. And so when Cooney died at first and Barrows did the same, A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest Clung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast; They thought if only Casey could but get a whack at that— We'd put up even money now with Casey at the bat.