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Show ..... AT LAST. XTcr Illy hand waa ela-iped In bis, But, Willi a lover's foolish drntd, "Tell me you love Die, dear," lie cried. i "You know it now," abe said. "Perhapa-but tell me, dearest lore." Her sunny head drooped sweetly low And hid upon hi beating heart. rilie whispered, "Ngw you know." "But say It, dear." Around hli neck One rounded arm crept gently low. Sin' murmured, as lie stooped to hear, "ViTu cannot help but know." "But let me hear you say It, lore." ! Her Hps pursed up a pretty pout, She stamped lier toot "I love you! there! 1 hope you've found it out." J. T. Newcomb In Tu-.k. |