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Rh plays were dull. And Miss MacLaren was reduced to writing a play of her own and using Romeo and Juliet as the balance of her repertoire.

The post-war drama reminds me now and then of the hero of a ballad contributed to the program of the Golden Jubilee Gambol by Benjamin H. Burt, lyricist laureate of The Lambs. It runs, in part:

One evening in October, When I was far from sober And dragging home a "load" with manly pride; My poor feet began to stutter, So I lay down in the gutter, And a pig came up and lay down by my side. Then we warbled, "It's fair weather when good fellows get together," 'Till a lady passing by, was heard to say: "You can tell a man who boozes by the playmates that he chooses," And the pig got up and slowly walked away.

Yes, the pig got up and slowly walked away! Slowly walked away, slowly walked away, Yes, the pig got up, and without a word to say, He looked at me, and thought that he Would leave me where I lay.