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The birthday verses which follow were written by a little girl to please
her sister, and the Postmistress thinks they are very sweet. Mother did
quite right in advising Maggie to send them to Our Post-office Box:
Behold our little darling
In gorgeous garb arrayed!
Her presents are before her,
On the table nicely laid.
She smiles so sweetly upon all--
She's neither proud nor haughty;
She's sometimes very mischievous,
But hardly ever naughty.
Her lustrous eyes, of a dark brown hue,
Are a match for her wavy hair;
And of birthday queens our Annie dear
Is the fairest of the fair.
MAGGIE J. L.
JERICHO, LONG ISLAND.
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