BY (REV.) JOSEPH C. BOOTH.
Jack Frost broke loose the other night,
A Halloween had he;
He knocked the mercury out of sight;
He painted every pane of light
And glued the sash of windows tight,
In his frivolity.
He made a call at every home
And passed no stranger by.
he pinched the hen and rooster's comb;
Turned cows' and horses' breath to foam:
Filled every nostril full of rheum,
Himself to gratify.
He cracked the boilers, burst the pumps
And closed some mills and schools.
He startled us with bangs and thumps;
he filled some kiddies with the mumps
And left their parents in the dumps,
According to his rules.
He crawled along the cellar floor,
Searched every bin and dish;
He heard the fiery furnace roar,
Knew coal supply would soon be o'er
And almost all one had in store:
Jack Frost has had his wish.
Troy Times. January 11, 1918: 18 col 2.