“ Beautiful Soup, so rich and green,
Waiting in a hot tureen!
Who for such dainties would not stoop ?
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup !
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup /
Beau—ootiful Soo—oop /
Beau—ootiful Soo—oop f
Soo—oop of the e—e—evening,
Beautiful, beautiful Sowp !
‘Beautiful Soup! Who eares for fish,
Game, or any other dish?
Who would not give all else for two p
ennyworth only of beautiful Soup ?
Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup ?
Beau— ootiful Soo—oop !
Beau—ootiful Soo—oop /
Soo—oop of the e—e—evening,
Beautiful, beauti—FUL SOUP!”
“Chorus again!” cried the Gryphon, and the
Mock Turtle had just begun to repeat it, when