ssed sweetly. I wonder
Who sent those white flowers for the font!--
Some girl who's gone on the assistant--
Don't doubt it was Bessie Lamont.
Just look at her now, little humbug!--
So devout--I suppose she don't know
That she's bending her head too far over,
And the ends of her switches all show.
What a sight Mrs. Ward is this morning!
That woman will kill me some day.
With her horrible lilacs and crimsons;
Why will these old things dress so gay?
And there's Jenny Welles with Fred. Tracy--
She's engaged to him now--horrid thing!
Dear me! I'd keep on my glove sometimes,
If I did have a solitaire ring!
How can this girl next to me act so--
The way that she turns round and stares,
And then makes remarks about people;
She'd better be saying her prayers.
Oh dear, what a dreadful long sermon!
He must love to hear himself talk!
And it's after twelve now,--how provoking!
I wanted to have a nice walk.
Through at last. Well it isn't so dreadful
After all, for we don't dine till one;
How can people say church is poky!--
So wicked!--I think it's real fun.

A LEGEND OF ST. VALENTINE.

Come! Why, halloa, that you, Jack?
How's the world been using you?
Want your pipe? it's in the jar--
Think I might be looking blue.
Maud's been breaking off with me,
Fact--see here--I've got the ring.
That's the note she sent it in;
Read it--soothing sort of thing.
Jack, you know I write sometimes--
Must have read some things of mine.
Well, I thought I'd just send Maud
Something for a valentine.
So I ground some verses out
In the softest kind of style,
Full of love, and that, you know--
Bothered me an awful while;
Quite a heavy piece of work.
So when I had got them done--
Why, I thought them much too good
Just to waste that way on one.
Jack, I told you, didn't I,
All about that black-eyed girl
Up in Stratford--last July--
Oh! you know; you saw her curl?
Well, old fellow, she's the one
That this row is all about,
For I sent her--who'd have thought
Maud would ever find it out--
Those same verses, word for word--
Hang it, man! you needn't roar--
"Splendid joke!" well, so I thought--
No, don't think so any more.
Yesterday, y