THE BEARER'S BREECHES!

NZ Truth, Issue 57, 21 July 1906, Page 3

THE BEARER'S BREECHES!

'A' Queensland paper of last week i had the following hit m its "chatj ter" column, and as Lawson's plaintive purr about his patchless pants was primarily, published m Sydney "■Truth some ten year's ago it has a double interest for us and is likely to prove amusing, as adorning a "tail," to our readers. Here is our' contemporary's tale of a tail :; Henry Lawson- has a most interest- | ing poem entitled "When your pants ! i begin to go." He says m a burst] of confidence m one part of*' the] ' poem— | "But; I rather think that nothing j heaps the trouble on your mind I Like the knowledge that your troui sers badly need a patch behind." This is all very well m everyday life, but when you see a play on the stage you find that things are done very much differently. For, as the poet says-r- .. i ; "I have noticed . when misfortune strikes the hero of the play, That his clothes are worn and tattered m a most unlikely way ; And the gods applaud and cheer him while he whines and ioafs around. And they never seem to notice that his pants are mostly sound ; But of course he cannot help it, for our mirth would mock his 1 care If the ceiling, of his trousers showed the patches of repair." 1 This is mostly the case m the play, "The Two Little Vagabonds." We say" mostly advisedly, for the hero's pants are all right.. But the fellow who comes m with the ambulance stretcher might pay a little attention to the ceiling of his nether garments., Last night—oh, well, never mind. "Yqu will face the doubtful glances of the people that you know ; Butr-of course you're bound to face them ; when your pants begin to so." Unfortunately? the ambulanoe bearer did not face the doubtful glances of the audience. It would have been better if he had done so. Will some kind lady of the company in' possession of a needle and cotton take compassion on the poor fellow ? %