  CHILVERN'S BALLAD—THE MORAL. Chilvern has got a Ballad which Medford sets to music. It is illustrated by tableaux vivants, performed by Miss Adelaide Cherton, Cazell, and Milburd. CORPORAL TIM AND FAIR MOLLY. “Farewell,” cries Corporal Tim. “Farewell,” said Molly, to him; “I'm going,” says he, “To fight in Tartary Crim.” (Sadly.) “To fight in Tartary Crim!” “I see,” sobs Corporal Tim, “You're eyes with weeping are dim.” “No, no,” says she, “Don't stop for me, But go to Tartary Crim.” (More sadly.) “Oh! go to Tartary Crim!” “One word,” says Corporal Tim; “I have a young friend called Jim, He'll act to you, Like a brother would do, While I'm in Tartary Crim.” (Most sadly.) “While you're in Tartary Crim.” “The ship is off!” cried Tim. He raised his hat by the brim; While she sobbed out, “He's off to Tartary Crim.” (Frantically.) “He's off to Tartary Crim.” Now this young man called Jim, Was strong and not too slim; He was a tar, On a man-of-war, (Cheerfully.) Arrived from Tartary Crim. Now this young man called Jim, He took a holiday whim; Says he, to Molly, “Oh, let's be jolly, While he's in Tartary Crim.” (Jovially.) “While he's in Tartary Crim.” “I've got some news of Tim; His ship, three-decked, Was smashed and wrecked, On leaving Tartary Crim.” (Dubiously.) “On leaving Tartary Crim.” “He's drowned! poor Corporal Tim!” Then Molly sang a hymn. “Now, Jim,” says she, “You'll marry me, And bother Tartary Crim.” (Decidedly.) “And bother Tartary Crim.” One night at home with Jim, Appeared a figure grim. Cries she, “'Tis T——!” “It is,” says he; “I've come from Tartary Crim.” (Spectrally.) “I've come from Tartary Crim.” “You didn't think,” says Tim, “That corporals could swim To swim—I'm now— (Spectrally.) My ghost!—from Tartary Crim.” And then they saw that Tim Had fins on every limb; His feet went squish— Cries Jim, “I wish I was in Tartary Crim.” (Excitedly.) “Away to Tartary Crim!” He took a jump, did Jim, Right on to a vessel's rim; She made a tack, And he never came back, To her or Tartary Crim. (With certainty.) To her or Tartary Crim. The ghost of Corporal Tim Took Molly away with him, And plunged in the sea, And there they be, Two ghosts in Tartary Crim. “Oh, when you hear that Tim Is drowned, don't marry Jim, Or else, like me, You'll have to be A ghost in Tartary Crim.” |
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