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[image-Pencil sketch of a gentlemen holding a musket, with buildings (one labeled SAW MILL, another labeled HOTEL KINEO) and ships in the background.]

HON. ALBERT H. SHAW, BATH, MAINE.

"THE time has come," the Walrus said
"To talk of many things;
Of mills and banks and millionaires
And congressmen and kings.
Now listen carefully, my dears
To what the Walrus sings.

A shooting camp that's not too damp;
Is what we chiefly need.
A city house or two beside
Are very good indeed.
A state committee job, perhaps,
That has not gone to seed.

A group of mills, a world of trees
And woodsmen, strong and stout;
Ten thousand men, at my command
To come!  Whene'er I shout—
These little minor worldly things
Would help my feelings out.

"The time has come," the Walrus said
"To talk about friend Shaw;
And how to be a Governor
And how to make the law;
But every time I mention that,
He simply murmurs "Pshaw."