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If  the  men  mere so  wicked,— I'll  ask  my  papa
                                  How  he  dared  to  propose  to  my  darling  mamma ?
                                 Was  he  like  the rest  of  them ?  goodness !  who  knows ?
                                 And  what shall  I  say,  if  a wretch  should propose?
                                 I  am  thinking  if  aunt  knew so  little  of  sin,
                                 What  a wonder  Aunt Tabitha's aunt must  have been  !
                                 And  her  grand-ctuni■— it scares  me,— how shockingly  sad
                                 That  we  girls  of  to-day  are  So  frightfully bad 1

                                 A   manyr  will  save  us,  and  nothing  else  can ;
                                  Let  us  perish  to  rescue  some  wretched  young  man !
                                 Though,  when  to  the  altar  a  victim  I  go,
                                 Aunt  Tabitha'll  tell  me— she  never  did  so.
                                                           ______               O.  W,  H0U1ES.

                                                          GOSSIP.
                               T    H ER K   once  lived a  creature— if I've  not been  deceived—
                                      In  whom  the  old  ancients  devoutly believed,
                                      And  of all  things  incredible,  wondrous  and strange,
                               Is  the  fact that  at  w ill  ll!S  coarse  face  he  could  change,
                               So that  if you  met  him  a thousand  times  o’er,
                               You  could  not  he  sure  you  k a i  met  him before.
                               Bitt  that  he  was  a  monster  von  ne’er  had  a  doubt.
                               For  once  you  had met him you  soon  found  him  out.
                               He  assured you  at  first  that  quite  harmless  was  he,
                               But  once  in  his  clutches  you  ne’er  could  get free !
                               If  the  arrows  of  ill  which  at  others  he  hurled
                               Were  all  made iri  a  ring,  they  would  eif'dc  ihe  wOrldT
                               Now,  tile  name  of this  monster  I  really  forget.
                               But,  if you’ll  believe  me,  he’s prowling  round  y e t!
                               His  nam e,  if I  knew  it,  I ’d  certainly  l.cll,
                               Blit  the  name  of “ Oid  Gossip”  will  do  quite as  well.
                               So  friends,  with  best  wishes,  whatever  you  do,
                               Don’t let  the  oid  Beast  get  acquainted  with  you.
                                                                                 M ay  C oopf-r .
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