A sad and homely youth was standing by
Amid a scene of mirth and revelry.
His looks were glum; his rugged form was chill;
For ice had bound the brook and o'er the hill,
Incased in sleet, the wind blew bitterly.
In muffs and furs and winter garments all
Swayed o'er the frozen field, 'twas as a ball
On some soft summer night in full of moon
When every heart beat perfectly in tune:
But none would skate with Homely Jake at all.
A crash... a splash... an ending to their dream.
The banker's daughter fell into the stream.
All hurried to the shore and everywhere
Was floating ice... to rescue none would dare.
Her gallant beau did naught but jump and scream.
A strong, courageous swimmer braved the mass
And safely brought to shore the fainting lass.
A new cashier adorns the National,
And Mr. Bloss is known and loved by all.
They say a wedding soon will come to pass.
