IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 11.25 tehl 12.5 ■U liiii 122 £f 1^ 12.0 ^. ^. /: "^14 ^>^'' ■> "^^ -^ ^. w 7 Photographic Sciences Corporation ^\ i\ ^ ; ■ f OTTAWA: PRINTED BY JOSEPH BUREAU, 2()() Sparks Street, ISTo. THTTT.F, OR THTTLE. i^'^>r ■<*f^«'- A. MI%**J f «^««s«**%^ Shule, sluilc, {li^i'Jih," is their wailing (ly. Whiske}' Jind sorrow may niaio\v to Hritaniiia'.s (U-cisioji, I may very well l)c on tlio side* ol' |ire('isioii ; Irlici' trident wont soi'vc her to liovciii a word, Wliv as to tlie wavos, it woidd Ik- (niito ai>siird. ^y. First Trumpet sounds again. Tlioiiij,!) Bi'itannia's command of tin* waves may l»e e ju'onouneed as they're spelt. She cons])ires many amiahje h'ldies to tease, And hy cruel eur/f///ment dejd'ive them of K v n. And Thishe and Ilehe and IMiadte ])rotest Tliat the thouiiht of her tvrannv I'ohs them of rest ; And Niohe vows, with ahundance of tears, That Tiethe eaim't make hoi* forii^et it for veai's : Thev deny that you t^ive anv reason for that Whieh you say, — tho' they own your authority's — P-peak of Thulo J shall still cry, No ! No !... Thini!;s must have come to a ]>retty ])ass, ti-uly, Before 1 consent to call Christmas Yuley !... 5 — First T ru mpet sounds again a cLssic flourish. FiTft Kniijht loijuit ur. You've your Dictioiuirv Jiial I rove me \vi'o?i II ctionary makers, niviiio- words ti.e -oimds moM fit ii: l.y any one ofthem and then I'll own I'm hit i.ir out your hiecon ourisr d Trumpet souni^s again, a Celtic fl Second Knight hnjuitur. When the (ireeks to that Isle in the Ilehrid. Oteoiii-se they iiKjuired of a native its name "/i^ OS eame, And the native (»t nat ive intellii-enee full As eertainly answerinii; hv telliii<«- tl Hut rr Tl as this WMs a name that no (Jrec lem rn rim I ley added an lOta, and so made it (Jieel Viid thus I have proved in my looieal verse ians would speak That " Thul " is the riirht na (Tho' the (li-eeks and the It me in oi-thodox Krse. iomans dealt with it undul Vnd hy addinir a letter transformed it to Thulo •) j» And Britannia's not w ron^ir when slje tbiloweth Pat, IS pronunciation tho' not Clreck or I.ati First Knight challenges in heroic verse— J burn to meet thee on the Imperial tieloinlel to Crown the victor : The L A Pundit appears on the field. ' ' An aged Pundit passing by And seeing Knights thus valiantb; Engaged in Arms, did thus discourse : Such a Pundit as I am ean see verv clear That to rightly pronounce the queer word we have here, To the Court ot Analogy appeal must he made, And judgment wlien given he strictly ohevr 1 ^m — 6 — This word I hour vHuntod, I*}' one t^allant IvTiiiJcht, Of ITt'l Ionic (loscont is ;— wlicroin he is ri\', Or your reuson's interior far to your Jlliyni-ey. Britannia Loquitur. Superbe'. Sounds Lord Xelson^s Trumpet and crushrs the Pun fit . Mv Nelson was christened at victory's font, By a title which some |)eoj)U' call Duke of Hront : — Would you, my i^ood Pundit, have ventured, 1 wofider. To call my gieat llei'o. Mi/ Lord Dook of Tum/cr ? An Oaten Pipe is licani playini,^ a classic strain. T/ie Schoolmaster being abroad in the neighbourhood and hearing a roiv among the boys, thus addresses them. : Younii: folks let me teach vou analoirv fails In maltei's of lanL>;ua^';e and custom jnevails: 80 tho' Thulo be Thniu, yet Thyme may l.c Thytnc ; And tho' Hronto be Bronlu, yet lliiyme may be Kn) me Poor Pundit, you're hit on all sides, I may say ; But comfort your li^rief with this sayiuij; of (Jay, " The men who in other meti's frays inter])ose, " Will oft have to wipe a sanguineou.; nose." ^ e^ ' Sir Caledon Gilder^ a splendid Knight in (loli Armour, take.'i part in th-i fray^ and runs a-tilt wildly ^ trumpeting thus, — If dealing in concrete ol>iectivc reality, I fear that Britannia's bump of locality For once is ci'eative an I includes 'neath her rule, A region tlctitious, the " Kingdom of Thule. " True " Mainland " of Scotland to the title laid claim, But 'twaw onlv in fancy and never bv name. And IV)rva, whei-e Black has enthroned his King. Ls of llebrido, eastward of Scothmd's west wing. We'll deem her in error and. not like her '• Ii((ader " In greed teri'itoi'ial, that titular feeder, — 8 Who thrusts before Kurope his " Kmpj-ess Bill Titles," Conservative gnawing conservative vitals. Hut the ancients ma le Thulo the end of creation, At a time when Scotch thrift had caused little sensation And Britannia, mayhap, to their mercantile keenness, Would accord them the Ultima Thulo of meanness. But I, as I turn o'er each page of this fiction, Alight on such rare vivid scenic description, That I think, of this art, we might not unduly Pronounce Mr. Black the true King of Thule. Chorus of all the contending jjarties. irii-tr-^/yr-ztX. We bid 3^ou fair welcome, most valorous Knight, Who have ventured the breaking a lance in our fight, Your intentions were good and so far you deserve Our praise, which we give with this only reserve, That as for your verses, we've analyzed them^ And, — simply, Sir Gilder, they 're " nihil ad rem.'' An Infantry Soldier appears on the scene. Pedes J attracted by the warlike sounds, comes boldly forward, and thus announces himself a combatant. Oh ! worthy Knights wdio high on horses ride, 1 also in this fray would take a side ; I am no Knight, as my name doth imply On my own undersfandlmj I rely. The name of Thulo given in times remote, Doth signify the house of Johnny (Iroat, A worthy Scot from w'hom \ claim descent ; (The Scots full valiant are in argument) ; — Now though in Scotland 'tis the constant rule Not to pronounce the final e in scfmle, Or yide, or fide, or any such like word. In Thulo the last e is always heard. 'Tis known by those who pi-ize old classic lore. This name is used by one wlio wrote of yore. And if 3^ou will but read his work sublime, With Thulo only can you make a rhyme. 9 — Titles,' on, i sensiitioti ccniiess, iiiesB. 8. ki^^r-r^-U^'-^ our tight, serve serve, rem. ^^^^. hTT* rward, and dc, ule lore. )re. Tlierolore 'tis Thule that alore is right. Thougii Thule may lie defended l)y a Knight And such I will maintain 'gainst any seoi-o, Come they betbro me on two legs or lour. ^ /^ A Benedictine Friar Startled from hi/.t bookes, looketh out from a windowe harde by, and thus discourseth. Dilecti fratres, benedieite. What means this preparation for a fray ? These Knights in armour dight, with eyes aflame, Girt for the onset ? — And this armed dame Wieldini^ tho i^lorious trident whicb of vore Old Neptune gave to guard our native shore ; — A Pundit, too, — a wise and genial talker, — A Pedes, — oi' in other words a Walkei', — And, last, a Paidagogue ; What is the row ? Tell me, good people, wliat's the matter now ? Thule or Thule. You tell me this alone is Fons et origo disputationis ; — The cause of strife and subject o^dis])ute Lie in this word, — and whether we should view 't As made up of one syllable or two ? Hence all this clang of arms, and wild halloo, Hence the air is darkens, thunders roll, the gi'ouiid Quakes with a dull premonitory sound, And fierce T^ellona. from her dreadful car, ' Cries havoc and lets slip the dogs of war ! Thulo or Thule. AVhcn Pythias of Marseilles (A ti'aveller fond of ielling w^ondrous tales) Wrote of the far-famed Island in the north, The' extremest limit of the peojjled eai'tli, — He called it Thulo : so, beibre his days, Wrote the Cyienian Kratosthenes ; So also Ptolemy the' I'gy])tian, Proco]»ius, juiolher learned man, And other Hellenists of ages none, All named in Facciolati's Lexicon. Then Ibr the Latins, — come now, tell me truly, How can you make it othewise than Thulo, 10 — When in old Maro's Goorgieon divine We iind it as a spondee close the line ? And so with every other Roman poet Adduced by Futeh3% — his quotations shew it. On classic grounds then surely all agree The true pronunciation is Thule, Or better, if Ki'asmus we obey Rather then Jieuchlin, then we have Thule v. But here Britannia's Knight remarks again, ' The word is (-eltic, and should so remain.' But how may this be proven ? — Whence inferred ? What Celtic author uses such a word ? Is there a vocable in prose or verse Like Thule, in Breton, Gaelic, or in Erse ? I know of none. I've wandered to and fro, With Celts held frequent commune, and must go Still unconvinced. Let him the fact declare, If such there be : — I find none anywhere. IIow came the word in use ? Where all is dark, Permit me here to hazard the remark. That in the language of the ancient Finns, Whose history terminates where ours begins, Tuli means ' Fire.' In old primeval days, Sailing far north, perhaps the sudden blaze Of Ilecla flashed upon their wondering sight And tinged the sky with red volcanic light. And thus the weird mysterious island's name Ilaply from these rude navigators came. And so, — a mere conjecture, — pardon me, — I finish with a Finnish theory. Brothers farewell. 1 hear the vesper bell That summons me to — Where £ need not tell. (rod ye good den. Sit Dominus tutamen, Laus Deo semper in excelsis. Amen. '? '7~7 ^ The Queen of Beauty speaks and makes her award. Now stop the strife ; — let no more bones be broken, The contest's ended when the Church hath spoken ; Her word is law ; — for truth hath ever graced it, — And victory's crown must rest where She hath placed it 11 ferred ? lUst go iS davk, ms, ze rht. lamo cU ,t tell. er award, es be broken, uith t^pokon ; ,. o-racetl H,— Sbe bath pluced it Yet a fair wreath shall grace the Celtic Knight, Who against fearful odds niaintained the tight, And provejat least, Britannia way Ite light. Cease then to deal each other stalwart blows , — Wipe, learned Pundit, thy sanguineous nose : — Sir Gilder, if in verse you tilt again, Do strive* to put more purjK)se in your strain : And, Pedes, learn that Virgil's work suhiinie Which you appeal to, — was not wi'it in Rhyme. And now let every angiy feeling cease, Join liand in hand and kindly ]»;nt in peace. I grieve the learned Friar could not wjiit. Lest he for Vespers should perlia])s be late ; — But I ])erceive without him we ai e eiyht : And were he here, that holy man would tell us, " Nunc pede libero est pulsanda tellus." kSound trumpets once again, — this time " the Lancers ;" Britannia and myself will both be dancers. And when that's done, I hold t'would not be bad, We sought our homesteads in aGalopade ! But first, — march past my throne, and as you pass, Salute me in the words of Iludibias ! They march pasty saluting the Queen with " Madam, we do, as is oui* dut}-, ** Honour the shadow of your shoe tie," And bow before the Queen of Beauty. They dance the Lancers. — For want of Li, "'« the l^undit and Schoolmaster pair together, — and Pedes walks the figures with Sir Gale- don. As they finally go off in the 'iallop, the Friar looks at t him from the window of his cell, and says: " Beati pacific atorks. Amen." ^ ^^^t^^ii