Show WE IVE make the fol following lowin draft from a lively exchange exchange meet I feet me by b moonlight alone alone warbled marbled willie wilhe the to the old gent atho had bad a gold ni batchand vat atch chand and chain and five hundred dollars in hia pocket come 0 come with me continued the officer who dragged the thief off to the stationhouse stati welcome welcome welcome home softly murmured the turn turnley ley key as he locked willie illie up in in the cell behold how bright iv breaks the inor morning nin 11 gently whistled the policeman as early the next morning he marched I 1 willie down do n to the tombs hail to to the thief who whom in triumph advances 1 blithely san sang f the magistrate when he saw willie bro brought in in my aly boy hoods home wailed mailed se the prisoner as he found himself domiciled in in a cell on the third tier of the tombs thou art too sweet for me he vocalized as he declined his ration of rice rice and molasses go i where here glory waits the thee e 21 sang the judge in n deep bass as he be sentenced blaster willie illie to six six months 1 in the county jail I 1 would TA not live always I 1 ask not to stay was vas rendered most piteously hy by the prisoner s oner who had ion longed ged for a razor or a rope |