XVI.THAT OF THE AUCTIONEER'S DREAM.
I'll proceed to the narrationOf a trifling episodeIn the life of Mr. Platt,An auctioneer,Who was filled with jubilationAnd remarked: "Well, I'll be blowed!"—An expression rather im-Polite, I fear.But he dreamt he'd heard it statedThat, in future, auctioneersMight include their near relationsIn their sales;And he felt so much elatedThat he broke out into cheers,As one's apt to do when otherLanguage fails.And he thought: "Dear me, I'd betterSeize this opportunityOf getting rid of ma-in-law,And Jane—('Twas his wife)—I'll not regret her;And, indeed, it seems to meSuch a chance may really notOccur again."And, indeed, while I'm about it,I'll dispense with all the lot—(O'er my family I've latelyLost command)—'Tis the best plan, never doubt it.I'll dispose of those I've got,And, perhaps, I'll get some othersSecond-hand."So his ma-in-law he offeredAs the first lot in the sale,And he knockedherdown for two-And-six, or less.Then Mrs. Platt he proffered—She was looking rather pale;But she fetched a good round sum,I must confess.Sister Ann was slightly damaged,But she went off pretty wellConsidering her wooden leg,And that;But I can't thinkhowhe managedHis wife's grandmother to sell—But he did it. It was very smartOf Platt.
I'll proceed to the narrationOf a trifling episodeIn the life of Mr. Platt,An auctioneer,Who was filled with jubilationAnd remarked: "Well, I'll be blowed!"—An expression rather im-Polite, I fear.But he dreamt he'd heard it statedThat, in future, auctioneersMight include their near relationsIn their sales;And he felt so much elatedThat he broke out into cheers,As one's apt to do when otherLanguage fails.And he thought: "Dear me, I'd betterSeize this opportunityOf getting rid of ma-in-law,And Jane—('Twas his wife)—I'll not regret her;And, indeed, it seems to meSuch a chance may really notOccur again."And, indeed, while I'm about it,I'll dispense with all the lot—(O'er my family I've latelyLost command)—'Tis the best plan, never doubt it.I'll dispose of those I've got,And, perhaps, I'll get some othersSecond-hand."So his ma-in-law he offeredAs the first lot in the sale,And he knockedherdown for two-And-six, or less.Then Mrs. Platt he proffered—She was looking rather pale;But she fetched a good round sum,I must confess.Sister Ann was slightly damaged,But she went off pretty wellConsidering her wooden leg,And that;But I can't thinkhowhe managedHis wife's grandmother to sell—But he did it. It was very smartOf Platt.
I'll proceed to the narrationOf a trifling episodeIn the life of Mr. Platt,An auctioneer,Who was filled with jubilationAnd remarked: "Well, I'll be blowed!"—An expression rather im-Polite, I fear.
I'll proceed to the narration
Of a trifling episode
In the life of Mr. Platt,
An auctioneer,
Who was filled with jubilation
And remarked: "Well, I'll be blowed!"—
An expression rather im-
Polite, I fear.
But he dreamt he'd heard it statedThat, in future, auctioneersMight include their near relationsIn their sales;And he felt so much elatedThat he broke out into cheers,As one's apt to do when otherLanguage fails.
But he dreamt he'd heard it stated
That, in future, auctioneers
Might include their near relations
In their sales;
And he felt so much elated
That he broke out into cheers,
As one's apt to do when other
Language fails.
And he thought: "Dear me, I'd betterSeize this opportunityOf getting rid of ma-in-law,And Jane—('Twas his wife)—I'll not regret her;And, indeed, it seems to meSuch a chance may really notOccur again.
And he thought: "Dear me, I'd better
Seize this opportunity
Of getting rid of ma-in-law,
And Jane—
('Twas his wife)—I'll not regret her;
And, indeed, it seems to me
Such a chance may really not
Occur again.
"And, indeed, while I'm about it,I'll dispense with all the lot—(O'er my family I've latelyLost command)—'Tis the best plan, never doubt it.I'll dispose of those I've got,And, perhaps, I'll get some othersSecond-hand."
"And, indeed, while I'm about it,
I'll dispense with all the lot—
(O'er my family I've lately
Lost command)—
'Tis the best plan, never doubt it.
I'll dispose of those I've got,
And, perhaps, I'll get some others
Second-hand."
So his ma-in-law he offeredAs the first lot in the sale,And he knockedherdown for two-And-six, or less.Then Mrs. Platt he proffered—She was looking rather pale;But she fetched a good round sum,I must confess.
So his ma-in-law he offered
As the first lot in the sale,
And he knockedherdown for two-
And-six, or less.
Then Mrs. Platt he proffered—
She was looking rather pale;
But she fetched a good round sum,
I must confess.
Sister Ann was slightly damaged,But she went off pretty wellConsidering her wooden leg,And that;But I can't thinkhowhe managedHis wife's grandmother to sell—But he did it. It was very smartOf Platt.
Sister Ann was slightly damaged,
But she went off pretty well
Considering her wooden leg,
And that;
But I can't thinkhowhe managed
His wife's grandmother to sell—
But he did it. It was very smart
Of Platt.
Several children, and the twins(Lots from 9 to 22),Fetched the auctioneer a tidy sumBetween 'em.(One small boy had barked his shins,And a twin had lost one shoe,But they looked as well, Platt thought, as e'erHe'd seen 'em.)Then some nephews, and some nieces,Sundry uncles, and an aunt,Went off at figures which wereMost surprising.And some odds and ends of pieces(Iwouldtell you, but I can'tTheir relationship) fetched pricesPast surmising.It is quite enough to mentionThat before the day was outAllhis relatives had goneWithout reserve.This fell in with Platt's intention,And he said: "Without a doubt,I shall now as happy beAs I deserve."But hewasn'tvery happy,For he soon began to missMrs. Platt, his wife, and allThe little "P's."And the servants made him snappy;Home was anything but bliss;And Mr. Platt was veryIll at ease.So he calmly thought it over."On the whole, perhaps," said he,I had better buy my fam-Ily again,For I find I'm not in clover,Quite, without my Mrs. P.—She was really not a bad sort,Wasn't Jane."But the persons who had bought 'emWouldn't part with 'em again.Though Platt offered for their purchaseUntold gold.For quite priceless now he thought 'em,And, of course, could see quite plainThat in selling them he had himselfBeen sold.
Several children, and the twins(Lots from 9 to 22),Fetched the auctioneer a tidy sumBetween 'em.(One small boy had barked his shins,And a twin had lost one shoe,But they looked as well, Platt thought, as e'erHe'd seen 'em.)Then some nephews, and some nieces,Sundry uncles, and an aunt,Went off at figures which wereMost surprising.And some odds and ends of pieces(Iwouldtell you, but I can'tTheir relationship) fetched pricesPast surmising.It is quite enough to mentionThat before the day was outAllhis relatives had goneWithout reserve.This fell in with Platt's intention,And he said: "Without a doubt,I shall now as happy beAs I deserve."But hewasn'tvery happy,For he soon began to missMrs. Platt, his wife, and allThe little "P's."And the servants made him snappy;Home was anything but bliss;And Mr. Platt was veryIll at ease.So he calmly thought it over."On the whole, perhaps," said he,I had better buy my fam-Ily again,For I find I'm not in clover,Quite, without my Mrs. P.—She was really not a bad sort,Wasn't Jane."But the persons who had bought 'emWouldn't part with 'em again.Though Platt offered for their purchaseUntold gold.For quite priceless now he thought 'em,And, of course, could see quite plainThat in selling them he had himselfBeen sold.
Several children, and the twins(Lots from 9 to 22),Fetched the auctioneer a tidy sumBetween 'em.(One small boy had barked his shins,And a twin had lost one shoe,But they looked as well, Platt thought, as e'erHe'd seen 'em.)
Several children, and the twins
(Lots from 9 to 22),
Fetched the auctioneer a tidy sum
Between 'em.
(One small boy had barked his shins,
And a twin had lost one shoe,
But they looked as well, Platt thought, as e'er
He'd seen 'em.)
Then some nephews, and some nieces,Sundry uncles, and an aunt,Went off at figures which wereMost surprising.And some odds and ends of pieces(Iwouldtell you, but I can'tTheir relationship) fetched pricesPast surmising.
Then some nephews, and some nieces,
Sundry uncles, and an aunt,
Went off at figures which were
Most surprising.
And some odds and ends of pieces
(Iwouldtell you, but I can't
Their relationship) fetched prices
Past surmising.
It is quite enough to mentionThat before the day was outAllhis relatives had goneWithout reserve.This fell in with Platt's intention,And he said: "Without a doubt,I shall now as happy beAs I deserve."
It is quite enough to mention
That before the day was out
Allhis relatives had gone
Without reserve.
This fell in with Platt's intention,
And he said: "Without a doubt,
I shall now as happy be
As I deserve."
But hewasn'tvery happy,For he soon began to missMrs. Platt, his wife, and allThe little "P's."And the servants made him snappy;Home was anything but bliss;And Mr. Platt was veryIll at ease.
But hewasn'tvery happy,
For he soon began to miss
Mrs. Platt, his wife, and all
The little "P's."
And the servants made him snappy;
Home was anything but bliss;
And Mr. Platt was very
Ill at ease.
So he calmly thought it over."On the whole, perhaps," said he,I had better buy my fam-Ily again,For I find I'm not in clover,Quite, without my Mrs. P.—She was really not a bad sort,Wasn't Jane."
So he calmly thought it over.
"On the whole, perhaps," said he,
I had better buy my fam-
Ily again,
For I find I'm not in clover,
Quite, without my Mrs. P.—
She was really not a bad sort,
Wasn't Jane."
But the persons who had bought 'emWouldn't part with 'em again.Though Platt offered for their purchaseUntold gold.For quite priceless now he thought 'em,And, of course, could see quite plainThat in selling them he had himselfBeen sold.
But the persons who had bought 'em
Wouldn't part with 'em again.
Though Platt offered for their purchase
Untold gold.
For quite priceless now he thought 'em,
And, of course, could see quite plain
That in selling them he had himself
Been sold.
And he thought, with agitationOf them lost for ever now,And he said, "This thing has goneBeyond a joke,"While the beads of perspirationGathered thickly on his brow;And then Mr. Platt, the auctioneer—Awoke.
And he thought, with agitationOf them lost for ever now,And he said, "This thing has goneBeyond a joke,"While the beads of perspirationGathered thickly on his brow;And then Mr. Platt, the auctioneer—Awoke.
And he thought, with agitationOf them lost for ever now,And he said, "This thing has goneBeyond a joke,"While the beads of perspirationGathered thickly on his brow;And then Mr. Platt, the auctioneer—Awoke.
And he thought, with agitation
Of them lost for ever now,
And he said, "This thing has gone
Beyond a joke,"
While the beads of perspiration
Gathered thickly on his brow;
And then Mr. Platt, the auctioneer—
Awoke.