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T. “Yes, called for casks,! and very glad to do it.”

Boy (singing).

“From the towers and walls descending rushed. they to the
fight again,

Till once more the roar of battle rose unceasing from the

plain.”

I. “Confound you, boy, you and your battles!
You-can’t sing of anything but war. Who is your
father?”

Boy, “Lamachus.”

ZY. “Ah! I thought when I heard you that you
must be the son of some swash-buckler. Go and
sing to the spearmen. Where is the son of Cleony-
mus? Here, sing us something before we go in.
You won't sing of such things. Your father has too
much of the better part of valour.”

Second boy (singing).

“Some foeman I doubt not is proud of the shield,
_ The shield without blot that I left on the field.”

L. “Good boy! Are you singing about your
father?”

Sec. boy. “ But I saved my own life.”

7. “And your parents you shamed. But go in,
my boy. If you are your father’s son, you won’t for-

1The joke in the Greek is a play on a word which may mean “ put
on their breastplates,” but which might be used to signify “ fortified
themselves with liquor.” I am indebted for the English equivalent to

Mr. B. B. Rogers; but I remember to have seen the pun in Mr. James
Hannay’s “ Singleton Fontenoy.”