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Show -; POETS' CORNER. , two pictures. . I Be fore Marriage. - ' j .My Maggie, my beautiful darling '' ' Cre'ep ihto my arms, my sweet,. ! ;. . Le? me fold you again to my bosom, . So-clpse Lean hearryour heartbeat. WhYt! theso-liltTe1 fingers been sewin'gl ',' ' One-s pricked by the: needle, l.seej , . These-hand shall b.e.kept from such.lobor When once they arc giyen . to nie. ' All mine, Utile pot-, I will shield. you! From trouble and Jabor. and care ' I will robe you like some fair princess,' And jewels shall gleam in your liair. Those. clippers you gave me are perfect, That dressing-gown fits like a T, My darling, I wonder that Heave;i .. . .Shoulc give ruV.1i a treasure to me. Eight -nine-ten eleven, ! . my precious I Time ,fliesp when I am with y.ou'j J -i. It seemsibut a. moment I've bedn here, (And noWjWiuoiI !say it? A d i e u ! ' - . . . : After, Marriage. . . r. U- Oh, Mae:! you are heavy, I'm tired, f , ' ; iGo sitiji the rocker, rjr "'J- ;! Your weigli t seems a' Iiuhdred and 'ninety ' AVhen you plump down' hi nbat .soft of vay.'": ' ' : ' ' , JYoi hail belter be. mending' my coatsleeve, ' I've spoken about it before ; -' I want to finish reading this novel.', ; And look at those bills from, the.store.' L ' . This dressing-gown fits like the dickens These slippers run down at the'licel'; Strange, nothing can ever look: decent, I (o.wiah you could know. how they fee. . What's this bill from Morgans ?.. Why . -t' ' surely, ' " " ' "'- -:' "" iVs not for another dew diess ?.t-; 1 ' "Why; Mag I 'I'll be bnijkru.pt ere . New Year,' . , ' ? Oryoirslore bills will have to grow less J Eight o'clock ! Mag, sew ou.this button, 8 As soon as.you.,finjsh llialj sle.eyo. iyj Heigh ho ! Pin so dcucedly sleepy, iCH - I'ii pile into bed, I believe. ' , ' . i ' ; , ; : ! |