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Show MASKED ShTTERIES. If you'll keep it secret honor bright IMlullyu a tittle story. Joe; Something thathappened to rue Uft iRhl jiere at tlte masquerado ball, you know. You mi-y havo noticed I've spooned of Oa Laura Clyde nothing eUo to do Shu's rather prulty at any rate, Fond of flirting, and I am, too. Ltuira's friend of my Bister Fan; ller room jolus iniuo, and the walls are thin, So I, by accident, hoard thorn plan Taeir dresses for muBquiraJi..g in. Tho balls was lovely the eosluraoa fine, I I And tither dancing or iced champagne cham-pagne Can't gay which, lut expect the wine J ust a little confused uiy brain. So raoetinR Laura a gypsy maid Knaw her atnce by her drosa you BQQ I took her out for a promenade On thtj piazza alone w lb me. "Flirted?" Said I wta desp in love, Madly worshipped tho ground bha trod, Vowed il by all boinw, above; Did she return it? u word, a nod? The fair head dropped in asaont; and I Snatched off tho mailt with rapture kiaiod her; A peal of lu)i;hler was my reply, Uy Jovel Old boy, it wt my liiter. Laugh nt mo, Joe! Don't ipare my pride! Nor mind my feelings I feel ao glad It was my siiUjr, net Laun. Clyde; Heavensl What an escape 1 had? "Vanity VeraeB.-' |