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Show PICTURESQUE ZANGWILL. M As you saunter down the park, I. Z., we note your H stately grace, H Your tilted bonnet and that weird longqylty of H H And we wonder if the women scream and all the H calciums glare H Upon the filthy Ghetto when you chance to am- H ble there. H We fancy that until you smite, with clog encum- H bered feet, jH Tho squalor of those stieets the scenic stunt Is H not complete; H For no shrieking son of Jeptha in the'Ghettc-hell H entombed, H Is not tairer far than you, I. Z., and vastly better H groomed. H So we're still amazed somewhat that when "'ihe H Ghetto" play was launched, H And the public placed upon the same its sonow- . H lng epitaph: M Instead of vending sympathetic sonnets to the H throng H You presented every mourner with a sample H photograph. M |