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THE FOOLS OF FORTY-NINE
W HEN gold was found in forty-eight the people thought 'twas gas, And some were fools enough to think the lumps were
only brass. But soon they all were satisfied and started off to
mine; They bought their ships, came round the Horn, in the days of forty-nine.
Then they thought of what they'd been told
When they started after gold,—
That they never in the world would make a pile.
The people all were crazy then, they didn't know
what to do. They sold their farms for just enough to pay their
passage through. They bid their friends a long farewell, said, " Dear
wife, don't you cry, I'll send you home the yellow lumps a piano for to
The poor, the old, and the rotten scows were advertised to sail