Chapter XXIV

Above the distich hung the trump:-
The hero got it with a jump,
And shouting gallantly, "Ya--hips!"
Applied the mouth-piece to his lips.

A blast he blew,-
Asunder flew
The portals with a brazen clang:
Windows were smashed,
And chains were clashed,
While a thousand gongs in discord rang.

A voice within, that seemed the note
Of some prodigious magpie's throat,
In ranc'rous tone cried, "Hallo, now!
I say, what means this tarnel row?"
And out came Catawampus, cross;
Behind him slunk Slockdollagos;
The Great Sea Serpent, trailing slim
His coils tremendous, after him.