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JOSEPHUS RILEY
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He brought the fatal cup
By its saucer covered up:
The Judge examined its contents with awful gravitee;
Then read the papers o'er,
But could not find a flaw:
'Wade in, Josephus Riley, from the North Countree!'

Then the wagerer just bowed,
And, passing through the crowd,
He handed up the beverage unto the wageree;
And off across the flat,
Springing gaily, pit-a-pat,
Went plain Josephus Riley, from the North Countree.