Life, 1897-12-04 · page 13 of 34
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HE was a beauty, blithe and blonde, I met her down at Miss Van Tweedle's; Her fascinating smile was fond, Her eye was brighter than a beadle’s. The men who hung about her there— She called them Billy, Ben and Bobby— All had a most adoring air; Collecting hearts—that was her hobby ! Hers was the true collector's skill, The true collector's keen insistence ; Not long could one against her will, Howe'er determined, make resistance My heart? you ask. Ah, woe is me! ‘Tis gone—to my supreme defection ; For down at Miss Van Tweedle’s tea She added it to her collection ! Irving Gilmore. es Nan tance —_——, a = ™~ comichooks.con