By The Rev. Mr. C - ; Hey, Giles! In What New Garb Art Dresst? For Lads Like You Methinks A Bold One; I'm Glad To See Thee So Caresst; But, Hark Ye! - Don't Despise Your Old One. Thou'Rt Not The First By Many, A Boy Who've Found Abroad Good Friends To Own 'Em; Then, In Such Coats Have Shown Their Joy, E'En Their Own Fathers Have Not Known 'Em.