TWO HYPOCRITES.
She fat, in her cosy chamber, With the curtains all drawn tight, Curled up.iu a great big rocker. Fair and sweet in the soft lamplight. A bonbon-box on the table, With choicest of sweets was filled, Which she daintily nibbled while writing The words that her lover thrilled : “ Oh, I long for you how, my darling, Without you my life seems drear. There is never a bit of comfort For me unless you are near !” And her lover read the letter, As he sat in his bachelor’s den With his feet cocked up on the mantel, In the usual way of men, With a box of cigars at his elbow, And a pipe and a glass near by, And the smoke-clouds wreathed above him As he echoed her lonely cry : “ Oh, I long for you now, my darling! Without you my life seems drear. There is never a bit of comfort For me unless you are near!” —Somerville Journal.
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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 32, 3 November 1894, Page 3
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161TWO HYPOCRITES. Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 32, 3 November 1894, Page 3
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