De Sauty - An Electro-Chemical Eclogue

The first messages received through the submarine cable were sent by an electrical expert, a mysterious personage who signed himself De Sauty.     Professor        Blue-Nose     PROFESSOR     Tell me, O Provincial! speak, Ceruleo-Nasal!     Lives there one De Sauty extant now among you,     Whispering Boanerges, son of silent thunder,     Holding talk with nations?     Is there a De Sauty ambulant on Tellus,     Bifid-cleft like mortals, dormient in nightcap,     Having sight, smell, hearing, food-receiving feature     Three times daily patent?     Breathes there such a being, O Ceruleo-Nasal?     Or is he a mythus, - ancient word for "humbug" -     Such as Livy told about the wolf that wet-nursed     Romulus and Remus?     Was he born of woman, this alleged De Sauty?     Or a living product of galvanic action,     Like the acarus bred in Crosse's flint-solution?     Speak, thou Cyano-Rhinal!     BLUE-NOSE     Many things thou askest, jackknife-bearing stranger,     Much-conjecturing mortal, pork-and-treacle-waster!     Pretermit thy whittling, wheel thine ear-flap toward me,     Thou shall hear them answered.     When the charge galvanic tingled through the cable,     At the polar focus of the wire electric     Suddenly appeared a white-faced man among us     Called himself "DE SAUTY."     As the small opossum held in pouch maternal     Grasps the nutrient organ whence the term mammalia,     So the unknown stranger held the wire electric,     Sucking in the current.     When the current strengthened, bloomed the pale-faced stranger, -     Took no drink nor victual, yet grew fat and rosy, -     And from time to time, in sharp articulation,     Said, "All right! DE SAUTY."     From the lonely station passed the utterance, spreading     Through the pines and hemlocks to the groves of steeples,     Till the land was filled with loud reverberations     Of "All right DE SAUTY."     When the current slackened, drooped the mystic stranger, -     Faded, faded, faded, as the stream grew weaker, -     Wasted to a shadow, with a hartshorn odor     Of disintegration.     Drops of deliquescence glistened on his forehead,     Whitened round his feet the dust of efflorescence,     Till one Monday morning, when the flow suspended,     There was no De Sauty.     Nothing but a cloud of elements organic,     C. O. H. N. Ferrum, Chlor. Flu. Sil. Potassa,     Cale. Sod. Phosph. Mag. Sulphur, Mang. (?)     Alumin. (?) Cuprum, (?)     Such as man is made of.     Born of stream galvanic, with it he had perished!     There is no De Sauty now there is no current!     Give us a new cable, then again we'll hear him     Cry, "All right! DE SAUTY."