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⠪ A PARODY ⠕
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(Respectfully dedicated to the Conductors of the Chicago & Alton Railroad.)
(By D. Dalziel, Editor of the Chicago News-Letter.)
Scene.—A fairy glade on the Chicago & Alton Railway, at Holy Cross, Illinois. The country bears evidence of the utmost prosperity. It is early in June, yet the fields for miles in every direction are waving with already ripened grain that is going to take first prize at the next National Exhibition. The ensuing scene occurs in the brief interval allowed for purposes of safety between the trains on this road. Chorus of fairies, discovered dancing over the wheat stocks.
(Enter Rocky Mountain Fairies, led by Leila, Ceila, and Fleto.)
CHORUS.
Tripping always, tripping ever,
By each glen, each rock, each river,
We must twirl and we must twine
Round about the Alton line.
SOLO.
LEILA—
If you ask us how we ride.
See our cars and step inside:
Cars of most convenient size,
Cars enchanting tourists' eyes,
Pullman Palace sleeping cars.
