The Semi Weekly Republican

Woman's Rights.

Dennis McFlynn has been thinking about "woman's rights," and his excited imagination finds vent in poetry. Read it:

Hurrah! for the time that is coming
When ladies shall vote like the men:
Och, won't the yells be at booming
With tithers and crinoline then!

Election day then I am thinking
Will be the great day of the year,
When lasses and lads will be drinking
Together the candidates' beer.

What's the use to wangle wid Billy
About who the living shall make;
An' sure it 'twill plase her I'm rilly
To give up the hod for her sake,
An' be staying all day at the shanty
To mind the domestic affairs.
A looking the bafe an' pertatics,
An' mending the rips an' the tairs.

Then whin election approaches,
An' the lassies are marching the strate
Wi' big band o' music an' torches,
An' Billy is standing the trate,
I'll be on the sidewalk hurrahin'
For me own darlin' Billy McFlynn,
Wid a child in my arms, an' a drawing
A shawl wid another one in.

An' whin she is making her speeches,
Before the grate men of the lan',
Sure I'll hould her white hat with the feathers,
An' sit by her side on the shtaul,
An' after she's done wid her talkin'
Och, thin how the people will cheer.
An' off to the polls be a walkin'
An' voting for Billy my dear.

An' whin all the voting is over,
An' Billy's elected, sure thin
I'll live like a pig in the clover,
Wi' Honorable Mrs. McFlynn;
The shanty I'll quickly be leavin'
An' living wid iligant taste,
Wi' a horse an' a slay for me driving
An' a nigger to wait on the baste.

It's niver a lie I am speaking
But thrue every word that I say,
It's myself 'twould niver be takin'
The rights of the ladies away,
If a lassie thinking it proper,
Should shoulder the mortar an' brick
Bad luck to the thief that would stop her
I'd blacken his two eyes purty quick.

The way is for all to kape aisy.
An' give to the ladies their way;
They turn up and vote like a daisy,
No matter what blackguards may say
An' thin should the office be taken
Or, twirling the pick or the spade,
An' for us the living be making
Who cares so the living is made!