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O,  I ’d  rather  own  Lhat  car,  sir,
                                                With  Peggy by  my side,
                                             Than a coach and  four,  and  fold  galore* j
                                                                                 o
                                                                           o
                                                And a lady  for  my bride;
                                             For the lady  would  ait forninst me,
                                                On  a  cushion  made  with taste—-
                                             While Peggy would  sit. beside me,
                                                With  my ami  around her waist,
                                             While  we drove  in the low-backed car,
                                             To be  married  by  Father  Mahar ;
                                                  (X  my heart  would beat  high
                                                  At her  glance and her sigh—
                                             Though it beat  ill a  low-backed  car !
                                                                                     S am mu.  L o v e r .

                                                      THE  OLD  FISHERMAN.
                               H       but there was  an expression of supreme content upon his tanned
                                    E was  old  Eind weather-beaten,  and  his  clothes were  the  same,

                                       face as  fie sat on  the edge  of the wharf yesterday afternoon and
                               let  his  legs  dangle  down.  In  his  mouth was a pipe lhat had been new
                               and  sweet iti  the  dear,  dead  long ago,  and  in  his  right  hand he  held
                               one end of a fish  line.  The other  end was  held down upon the bottom
                               of the  river,  a  long distance from  the shore.
                                 “ Any  luck,  captain ?  "  asked  a  young  man  who  was  strolling by.
                               ft is  considered (be proper thing to  call  every man  along the river wha
                               id  old and  weather hen ten  “ captain."
                                 “  Nope—they  an’t a-bitiiV  much to-day,’’
                                 “ They  don’t bite  much anyway these days,  do  they ? ”
                                 “ Mope— not  like  they  usctcr.   Tuscter be so't  I  could come  oown
                               here an’  catch  a basketful  in  mcbbe  an hour or so."
                                 irThat  was  quite long ago,  wasn't  it? ”
                                 “ Yep,  qaite 2. speli  ago.  I  ’member  one time— hello \ ”
                                 The  old  man  had  given  his  line  a  vicious  jerk  and  was  now all
                               excitement.
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