Like PAT'S prisoner--all know the old Irish story--
He won't give his captor a ghost of a chance.
Such "prisoners" _do_ mar their conqueror's glory.

_"Well, leave him behind, then, and come on alone!"_--
Eh! "Captive won't _let_ you?" That's just what I told you!
Your trophy, "Home Rule," has an incubus grown;
He's got _you_, my friend, and, my faith, he will _hold_ you.
'Tis PADDY'S Dilemma all over again,
Only you're the true PAT. You can't take it _or_ leave it.
Your triumph was futile, your struggles are vain;
Mine's the Sentinel's eye, and you cannot deceive it.

[_Left chortling, but still "on duty."_

* * * * *

"NOTHING SUCCEEDS LIKE"-- SUCCESSION?

"Supply--Army Estimates."

General FRASER--not a _phraser_ clearly--
Military grumbling vents sincerely;
House won't listen, and the cruel _Times_
Summarised his tale of woes and crimes,
As--great CÆSAR!--"a few observations."
TANNER, always great on such occasions,
Intimates that it is his impression
Soldiers are "succeeding in succession"
In the interest of more Expense.