To seek adventures new.

And all about along the walks
Stern "Cautions" they espy;
"You need not fear," said Samuel,
"While I, my love, am nigh."

Alas! how brief are mortal joys; There comes an awful burbling noise!

As, terror-struck, he turns to fly, Too late he hears her anguished cry, "O Samuel! O Samuel!! Beware! The awful Camuel"!!!

The Camel rushed! The Camel flew! Till all its spots were streaks of blue; To Samuel it seemed to be Itself a whole Menagerie!

The Camel chased him round and round; He sank—exhausted—on the ground; The Camel never noticed that, But pranced along— with Sammy's hat.

And—when it found its victim gone, Imagine how the brute went on; It bucked and reared and kicked and shied, Till, finally, It Bust! and died.