StNicholas [serial] . (SP *w itJ L ¥ a &>—y*^ i THEY SLEPT AND SLEPT IN THE OLD HOLLOW OAK/252 THE HAPPYCHAPS 253 But Chip did nt care, and he laughed with glee,As he chippity-chopped at the old oak tree. Now, this is the strange part. In days long gone, A hundred or so Of years ago,While the Revolution was going on,The dear little, queer little Happychaps,(You never have heard that name, perhaps,But they were the teeniest, weeniest raceThat ever lived in any place) When they heard the sound Of the guns all round, The rolling drums, And the bursting bombs, The cannons flash, And the bang! b
StNicholas [serial] . (SP *w itJ L ¥ a &>—y*^ i THEY SLEPT AND SLEPT IN THE OLD HOLLOW OAK/252 THE HAPPYCHAPS 253 But Chip did nt care, and he laughed with glee,As he chippity-chopped at the old oak tree. Now, this is the strange part. In days long gone, A hundred or so Of years ago,While the Revolution was going on,The dear little, queer little Happychaps,(You never have heard that name, perhaps,But they were the teeniest, weeniest raceThat ever lived in any place) When they heard the sound Of the guns all round, The rolling drums, And the bursting bombs, The cannons flash, And the bang! boom !! crash !!! They shook and shivered, And quaked and quivered,For a Revolution in full swing,Is a noisier noise than anything ! Now, what do you think these Happychaps did?To the old oak tree they ran and hid; And the good old oak Thought it quite a jokeTo shelter the staid little, fraid little HatchiS^ tAT>Y THEN THE TREE FELL DOWN WITH A CRASHING LOUD,AND THE HAPPYCHAPS ALL SWARMED OUT IN A CROWD. 254 THE HAPPYCHAPS [Jan., They scrambled in by pairs and dozens,Fathers and mothers and aunts and cousins;Helter-skelter they crowded in,And thus shut out the wars loud din. But in that great big hollow tree, There was nothing to do, and so you see, Each Happychap Took off shoes and cap,And lay down for a cozy, dozy what do you think those Happychaps did?So well they were sheltered, so snug they were hidThey slept and slept in the old hollow oak, And they never awoke When morning broke;
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