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Show SHE HAD NO OBJECTION. Tale of an Unfortunate Courtship Told in Rhyme. With delicate persuasion that betrayed betray-ed no base evasion, he contrived the conversation so it turned on true love rare. And in accents far from jolly he declared de-clared 'gainst friendship's folly, and in tones quite melancholy said he'd tai(6 love for his share. It was, he said, admitted, that when frij3(Js-bfejc?nt!i4r thoge it left were to be pitied; for their fate was sad indeed. But when true love once had darted through one's soul, and then departed, de-parted, though it left one broken hearted, it had filled a long felt need. . And there was no doubt about it, though the skeptical might flout it. we coma not get on without it, though it left us in disgrace; For its memory always haunted, and it was the thing we wanted. Other things, though highly vaunted, couldn't take its special place. Then he asked if he might love her, for there was no girl above her in his eyes. He thought only of her, and she said: "Why; certainly; "If to love is your ambition, you at once have my permission, but of course on this condition; you can love, but not have me." Tom Mas-son Mas-son in the New York Press. |