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in, And she pricks you, and she sticks you, in a way that can't be said-- When you seek for what has hurt you, why, you cannot find the head. But she fills you with discomfort and exasperating pain-- If anybody asks you why, you really can't explain. A pin is such a tiny thing,--of that there is no doubt,-- Yet when it's sticking in your flesh, you're wretched till it's out! She is wonderfully observing--when she meets a pretty girl She is always sure to tell her if her "bang" is out of curl. And she is so sympathetic: to a friend, who's much admired, She is often heard remarking, "Dear, you look so worn and tired!" And she is a careful critic; for on yesterday she eyed The new dress I was airing with a woman's natural pride, And she said, "Oh, how becoming!" and then softly added, "It Is really a misfortune that the basque is such a fit." Then she said, "If you had heard me yestereve, I'm sure, my friend, You would say I am a champion who knows how to defend." And she left me with the feeling--most unpleasant, I aver-- That the whole world would despise me if it had not been for her. Whenever I encounter her, in such a nameless way She gives me the impression I am at my worst that day, And the hat that was imported (and that cost me half a sonnet) With just one glance from her round eyes becomes a Bowery bonnet. She is always bright and smiling, sharp and shining for a thrust-- Use does not seem to blunt her point, not does she gather rust-- Oh! I wish some hapless specimen of mankind would begin To tidy up the world for me, by picking up this pin. _Ella Wheeler Wilcox._ THE WHISTLER "You have heard," said a youth to his sweetheart, who stood While he sat on a corn-sheaf, at daylight's decline-- "You have heard of the Danish boy's whistle of wood; I wish that the Danish boy's whistle were mine!" "And what would you do with it?--tell me," she said, While an arch smile play'd over her beautiful face. "I would blow it," he answered, "and then my fair maid Would fly to my side, and would there take her place." "Is that all you wish for? Why, that may be yours Without any magic," the fair maiden cried; "A favour so slight one's good-nature secures;" And she playfully seated herself by his side. "I would blow it again," said the youth; "and the charm Would work so, that not even modesty's check Would be able to keep from
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