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Show jj THE SERVANT IN THE HOUSE. .... (St. Louis Pest-Dispatch.) In the spring tho housemaid's fancy Lightly turns from pot to pan To tho great necromancy Of a young unmarried man You can hold her through the winter, And she'll work around and sing, But's is just as good ns certain She will marry in the spring. There are daughters in the household Who would welcome Cupid's, shaft, But as surely as he projects it The fatalitv is aft You can hold her through the autumn, When the winds begin to sting, But It's safe to lay a wager She will marry In the spring. There are many gallant fellows Running in and out the front, And a person wouldn't fancy That the rear was In the hunt There are seldom indications Of a courtship or a ring, But experience will tell you She will marry in the spring. There is probably an answer That Is not so' far to find, I have often thought upon it When the servant has resigned. The household's daughters, likely, Are not good for anything, But the cook can cook, and therefore She will marry in the spring. nn |