THE BROWNIES IN ITALY.

And sternward in a struggling pile

The frightened Brownies fell the while.

Still higher did the boat ascend

Until it nearly stood on end,

And there was nothing else to do

But to the bottom take the crew,

And leave them in a fearful mess,

And Venice one gondola, legs.

"T is somewhat hard for one to say

How deep those silent waters lay,

But judging by the time that passed

Between the fall and rise at last,

The puffing Brownies
could not dive

Much deeper and

 
 
   

come up alive.

Re rit! belt
st i?
Wei, ow

     
   
 
  

 

 

 

3 Sst <=
ye err erp Cox
———, Ss Weagaso,

  

From Venice then they hastened all,

On old Pompeii made a, call.
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