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\1{ft¥ HON. ALBERT H. SHAW, BATH, MAINE.

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HE time has come." the \Valrus said "To talk of many thin~'s; or 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, llerhapA. That has not gone to seed. A group of miUs. a world or trees And woodsmen, strong and stout; Ten thousand nlen, at my cOInmalld To conleY Whene'er I shoutThese little minor wOl'ldly 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."

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