eas- i-ly you can see. . . ., We are not re-mark-a-bly
reg - u- lar thing to do. . . . We hope you will find we are
nu - mer-ous, In fact we are on - ly three. . . Your
quite cor-rect, Tho’ we are so ve - ry few. . . .. And
Sil - ver Dol - lar stayed be-hind, His busi-ness to ar-
if you have some lit - tle task, An er-rand to be
range. . . . . But sends you word to bear in mind To
run. . . . . Why, here we are—you’ve but to ask,—The
al- ways count the change,. . . To al - ways count the
thing's as good as done,. . . . . The thing’s as good as
change. . .. Hi. o- hil Sing did-dy-o- dil For
done. . . . ..
(Repeat for refrain)
king or sage or schol- ar; Than all of the three I'd
rath - er be a Quar-ter of a Dol - ar!
(The refrain is again repeated, and all
join in a dance. At the conclusion of the
dance, the Silver Quarters seat themselves
on the bench, Melilotte places the fagots
in the fireplace and puts the kettle on the
hob. Meanwhile, the Turtle Woman has
set the food on the table, and they are
about to sit down, when Melilotte looks
at her ragged frock.)
Meliotte. I 'm very shabby, I confess;
I wish I had another dress.
Turtle Woman. These lively little urchins here
Will bring one quickly, never fear.
(She addresses the Silver Quarters.)
Go you at once to yonder town
And buy a linsey-woolsey gown.
Meliotte. I think I ’d like to have it blue.
(The Silver Quarters hop down from the
bench and promptly reply, in unison.)
Silver Quarters. Yours received; we note request;
Always glad to do our best.
Understand the matter clearly.
Kind regards and yours sincerely!
(They bow politely and run out of the
door. Melilotte takes the kettle from the
hob and makes the tea. They are about to
begin their meal, when there is a loud
knock at the door.)
Meliotte. Come in! come in! the door ’s ajar;
