"Say, I'm the swellest kid in town!"
The precious rascal said
[Illustration]
A Newsboy next was somehow hit--
The Go-cart, swift and dextrous,
Contrived to muss him up a bit
And fill the air with extras
One copy Bobby neatly scooped,
And saw this wild display,
In type so bold it fairly whooped:
"A GO-CART BREAKS AWAY!"
[Illustration]
Then as the Go-cart speeded by,
A Bulldog, quite pugnacious,
Seized on the handle on the fly
And clung with grip tenacious
The Go-cart's speed was so increased
The Dog streamed out behind it,
And Bobby turned to pet the beast
Which didn't seem to mind it!
[Illustration]
Perambulating down the street
Was Miss Lucile O'Grady--
The Go-cart knocked her off her feet
And took on board the Lady
"Your fare!" said Bobby, with a shout,
One chubby hand extending.
But Miss O'Grady tumbled out
With shrieks the heavens rending
[Illustration]
A Herder up the weary grade
A yearling Calf was leading.
The creature was a stubborn jade
And lunged about, unheeding
The Go-cart caught the rope midway
Between the Calf and Herder,
And both fell in behind the shay
With cries of "Ba-a!" and "Murder!"
[Illustration]
Two Chappies at a tennis meet
Were battling fast and hard--
The Go-cart skidded off the street
And shot across the yard
The game was "forty all," but then
It didn't end that day--
The Go-cart dashed into the net
And carried it away!
[Illustration]
On came the Go-cart down the grade
(The town was now behind it)
And ran into an orchard's shade
Where Providence resigned it!
But then it only grazed a tree
And set it all a-shiver;
The ripened fruit fell merrily
And likewise Sammy Sliver!
[Illustration]
Then through a Watermelon patch
This awful cart descended,
And split the melons by the batch--
The Farmer was offended
And tried to stop its wild career,
Which was a silly notion--
It passed him promptly to the rear
With quite a rapid motion!
[Illustration]
A Picnic Party on the green
Were seated at their lunch--
The Go-cart dashed upon the scene
And through the happy bunch!
Sardines and pickles, ham and cake,
Were jumbled in a mess,
Then straightway rose these Picnickers
And shouted for redress!
[Illustration]
An Artist sketching on the slope
A lively air was humming,
And so absorbed was he, he failed
To note the Go-cart coming
A crash! The circumambient air
Was filled with miscellany,
And damaged quite beyond repair
Was Cremnitz White Mulvaney!
[Illustration]
A Damsel milked a brindled Cow
Out in a pasture green,
The Birdies sang from bush and bough--
All Nature was serene
When suddenly a thunderbolt
Dispelled the sweet illusion--
The Go-cart gave the twain a jolt,
And all was wild confusion!
[Illustration]
Upon a rustic bridge a Chap
Cast out a bait inviting,
And presently he took a nap
And dreamed the fish were biting
Then came the Go-cart like a gale
And rudely him awakened--
At first he thought he'd caught a whale,
But found he was mistaken!
[Illustration]
The longest night must have an end
As well as a beginning;
And so this Cart, you may depend,
Was bound to cease its spinning
It crashed into a hemlock Stump
That chanced to block its way,
And Bobby made a flying jump
And landed in the hay!
[Illustration]
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