THE BROWNIES IN GERMANY.

When in his Continental suit

He dared the monarch’s claims dispute,

Were given with an extra blare,

In honor of Columbia fair.

At times they marched in single line,

At times in clusters would combine,

With arm to arm and toe to heel,

And scarcely room enough to wheel.

Too soon that pleasant night went by,

And stars began to leave the sky.

So Brownies had no time to spare

When they returned with proper care

The fiddles, drums, and horns once more

Where they had found them hours before.

To other points that hold a place

In history, they took a race.

Upon the field of Waterloo

No rest the cunning Brownies knew

Until their lively feet could gain

Each acre of the famous plain.

They paused where from his charger white

Napoleon viewed the doubtful fight

And urged his legions on to dare

‘The dangers of the bristling square.

They stood where Wellington was found,
While thickest
Encouraging his
To firmly stand,

carnage strewed the ground,
men, like rock
to bide the shock.